There were the usual, early morning conversations about children, golf, trips, among people who frequent the class regularly.
"Get those knees higher.....Make bigger waves.....Jump with power.....,"she shouted as she stood at the edge of the pool jumping in a manner that defied her gray manes.
"Keep going, forty-five seconds....you can do it....look at you moving...great job," she praised excitedly and with a passion that made her look like she was coaching on the sidelines of the Super Bowl.
"We're gonna have fun, fun, fun till our daddy takes the POOL away," she crooned over the music as she jumped, I think, two feet off the edge of the pool.
As we headed out of the pool after a fast, fun, wonderful even if grueling 55 minutes, someone whispered what many of us were thinking, "ADHD."
"Agreed," several whispered back.
"But," I added, "she has found the PERFECT JOB!"
2 comments:
I guess you need to be a hyper cheerleader to keep people motivated when maybe their minds might be elsewhere. Sounds like you all had fun, though.
Your instructor sounds like they had a LOT of enthusiasm. Sometimes I definitely with that I had more of this!
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