SWIMSUITS

 Having decided to join a health spa, I learned that I would have access to a swimming pool so I started looking for my swimsuit. Couldn't find it anywhere so I went shopping. I discovered that swimsuits are now made for those who have Miss America bodies or old half dead grannie figures. Being sort of in between I tried on several that were so ridiculous that I had to laugh. The experience of trying them on in front of a three-way mirror was the worst of all. 

I feel pretty good about myself most of the time. Seeing as how I am 90 years old I don't expect miracles in the way of physicality. On the other hand seeing myself in a three-way mirror was a bit more than I could take. I saw bits of myself I had forgotten about and it is just as well that I had. I stood there alternately crying and laughing and then remembered there isn't much I can do about it, so I gave up on the swimsuit idea. Anyway, for the price they are now asking I could have bought a ticket to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. 

I came home and started searching through drawers, shelves, trunks and whatever else for my old swimsuit and I finally found it stuffed in a forgotten corner. I thought Huh! this thing is 30 years old and probably won't fit. Lo and behold, it did! I was amazed! I still won't win the Mrs. America contest but at least I can now go and get some exercise.

Just wanted to share this experience with you all. Getting old ain't easy but there ain't nothin' we can do about it. 

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