Balance

There are two sure fire ways to lose your balance: giggling, and not giggling.

If I'm feeling way too serious about everything then I know that it's time to take a break during my exercise regime to make faces at Peanut while she's trying to stand still on one foot until we both start giggling and she falls over. 2 points.

Strength. Endurance. Speed. Flexibility. Balance. These are the goals, but balance is definitely something I need to work at. Before she fell over, Peanut and I were practicing balance exercises early last week. We did "trees" - on a windy day, for sure. Just trying not to fall over was pretty funny. I think I like stability balls for the same reason. If you lose your concentration it's easy to roll over. Guitar Man can kneel on the ball with his hands over his head. "BOO!" Hee hee.

Christening someone with their secret "pool name" is also good for a laugh. Sharin' and I had fun on yesterday talking about The Spitter. Every wheezy breath he takes sounds like "kgkgkgh" (stroke) "kgkgkgh" (stroke) "kgkgkgh" (stroke), then, when he gets to the wall he horks and blows and spits. NYC bus drivers took 3200 days of paid leave last year to heal from the workplace injury "being spit on by passengers". When I see The Spitter I am prepared to move as far away as possible, since now I know that being spit on is, according to the Transport Workers Union "...physically and psychologically traumatic". I'm guessing that just being grossed out probably doesn't hold up in court.

Diet and exercise. Work and play. Meditation and conversation. It's all about balance. Poobah says I have a good backstroke and looked like Esther Williams in the pool last week. But she had Balance. I remember her water skiing on a stack of pretty ladies - and she was still smiling! I think Little Bug is working too hard but she's opened a beautiful new store and I know it's going to be a success because even a cheapskate like me plans to go back and buy some really chic stuff. I wish her Balance, since I know she's stressed. Glad to see she is still finding time to swim, and to smile. Mental note to self: tell her she is loved and, next time I see her, try to make her giggle. She needs it worse than I do.