I can't believe the summer is over - why do our outdoor pools all close on Labor Day? It's going to be hotttttt all week and now I'm forced to go indoors. I went indoors today--dimly lit, overheated air and the water temp was 82! My already dark mood plummeted to near postal. I am soooo depressed - anyone else feeling the blues? :cry:I may have to "crash" an outdoor pool in my area that may still stay open, but I get a little nervous doing that as I get older.
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The outdoor pools in the NYC area just closed too, and the lifeguards are gone from the beach. (Not that that'll keep us from swimming there...)
I'd never swum in an indoor pool until going away to college in Chicago. I grew up in Miami, never realizing how lucky I was to be able to train in an outdoor 50-meter pool at my disposal within a five-minute drive of my house. In the summer, it was ridiculously hot; the water temp would get above 86 or so, and we'd jockey for the end lanes where sprinklers would shoot cold water. It was refreshing to swim backstroke under the sprinklers. And we had to deal with daily thunderstorms every afternoon, usually right around the time we were in the water.
In the winter, the heater was perpetually broken, so we'd get to practice in the morning and it'd be 55 degrees and dark out and the pool would be just above 70. It was COLD. Some of the guys on our team with very little body fat would literally turn blue and have to get out. (That never was the case with me...)
But that was far, far preferable to the 20-yard basement pool that awaited me in Chicago. So depressing. I missed seeing the sun rise during my workout. That and my year-round tan.
The outdoor pools in the NYC area just closed too, and the lifeguards are gone from the beach. (Not that that'll keep us from swimming there...)
I'd never swum in an indoor pool until going away to college in Chicago. I grew up in Miami, never realizing how lucky I was to be able to train in an outdoor 50-meter pool at my disposal within a five-minute drive of my house. In the summer, it was ridiculously hot; the water temp would get above 86 or so, and we'd jockey for the end lanes where sprinklers would shoot cold water. It was refreshing to swim backstroke under the sprinklers. And we had to deal with daily thunderstorms every afternoon, usually right around the time we were in the water.
In the winter, the heater was perpetually broken, so we'd get to practice in the morning and it'd be 55 degrees and dark out and the pool would be just above 70. It was COLD. Some of the guys on our team with very little body fat would literally turn blue and have to get out. (That never was the case with me...)
But that was far, far preferable to the 20-yard basement pool that awaited me in Chicago. So depressing. I missed seeing the sun rise during my workout. That and my year-round tan.
