Death to all Noodlers!

By nature, I'm a very patient, friendly, mild-mannered, slow-to-anger type of person, and let me tell you, a couple of times noodlers have incited me to complete rage... I mean to a total internal freak-out! That's why I love the title of this thread ("Death to all Noodlers"), because I have definitely felt that way. Once a noodle teacher put some of her classmembers in the reserved "lap" lane (even though it looked to me like there was plenty of pool space left), and she told me that I could swim around them. Well, ok. That was a challenge, but I made it work, and I really tried my utmost to be considerate and non-splashy. But when I was barely warmed up, and just starting the meat-and-potatoes of my workout, she told me I needed to stop because the class was going to do some exercises where they'd be on their backs, and the splashes from lap swimming could endanger them. This sounds totally absurd to me! Anyway, since then, I've been stupid enough to not be finished with my workout before this particular noodle class gets to the pool, and it's been made clear that this woman and her class will not share the pool with lap swimmers, period. This makes me so livid! I'll share a lane with anyone, any time, and make it work--we're all there to get a workout---so why can't they share, too? It offends me deeply to have to surrender the pool space to these people, most of whom--it seems to me-- are just bouncing around in the water, and aren't exerting themselves enough to be even a little bit winded. The proof is in the pudding: their arms and legs look just as flabby as they did 8 weeks ago. I've worked hard to overcome my "Sink The Turtles!" feelings by reaching out and befriending some noodlers. I even did a noodle class(NOT with that same teacher! The class I attended had a different vibe). Some of the exercises were very challenging. I learned a few things that I've used on my own since. I can't paint noodlers with a broad brush. Although the majority seem to me to be a bunch of flabby people bouncing in the water and calling it exercise, I admit there are some that really apply themselves, and that really have gotten results. I've befriended some of the serious ones and some of the flabbos, too, and it has paid off for me in that on days when I've arrived at the pool and it's super busy, they've invited me to share their lane.

By nature, I'm a very patient, friendly, mild-mannered, slow-to-anger type of person, and let me tell you, a couple of times noodlers have incited me to complete rage... I mean to a total internal freak-out! That's why I love the title of this thread ("Death to all Noodlers"), because I have definitely felt that way. Once a noodle teacher put some of her classmembers in the reserved "lap" lane (even though it looked to me like there was plenty of pool space left), and she told me that I could swim around them. Well, ok. That was a challenge, but I made it work, and I really tried my utmost to be considerate and non-splashy. But when I was barely warmed up, and just starting the meat-and-potatoes of my workout, she told me I needed to stop because the class was going to do some exercises where they'd be on their backs, and the splashes from lap swimming could endanger them. This sounds totally absurd to me! Anyway, since then, I've been stupid enough to not be finished with my workout before this particular noodle class gets to the pool, and it's been made clear that this woman and her class will not share the pool with lap swimmers, period. This makes me so livid! I'll share a lane with anyone, any time, and make it work--we're all there to get a workout---so why can't they share, too? It offends me deeply to have to surrender the pool space to these people, most of whom--it seems to me-- are just bouncing around in the water, and aren't exerting themselves enough to be even a little bit winded. The proof is in the pudding: their arms and legs look just as flabby as they did 8 weeks ago. I've worked hard to overcome my "Sink The Turtles!" feelings by reaching out and befriending some noodlers. I even did a noodle class(NOT with that same teacher! The class I attended had a different vibe). Some of the exercises were very challenging. I learned a few things that I've used on my own since. I can't paint noodlers with a broad brush. Although the majority seem to me to be a bunch of flabby people bouncing in the water and calling it exercise, I admit there are some that really apply themselves, and that really have gotten results. I've befriended some of the serious ones and some of the flabbos, too, and it has paid off for me in that on days when I've arrived at the pool and it's super busy, they've invited me to share their lane.