leaf olympics

Write so others can “see.“  What if you yourself can’t “see“ what to write?  PROBLEM!  Writers block…that’s what I have had.  You sit and stare at a screen or a piece of paper.  Why aren’t things automatically jumping onto the screen?  Why isn’t my pen magically writing?  Why is it words sometimes just flow so easy, and other times it’s like trying to go number 2 and it JUST WON’T COME OUT!!!  Got your attention?  Are you able to “see?”  J

Ok, my summer in a nutshell?  Painful.  I am happy to announce I had pain in places that I never had before.  Lucky me!  However, the pool was a big help.  When you are by yourself in the pool, you tend to get creative.  How, you may ask?  By playing leaf Olympics.  Oh yes, since the Olympics was this summer, it was much easier for me to make up my own sport, rather than trying to do a “real” sport.  Examples of the types of strokes that made me create my own:   the breast stroke, more like the “beast stroke.”  Or the fly stroke, more like the “drowning bug stroke.”  Better yet, the butterfly stroke or as I would put it the “splashing around madly looking ridiculous stroke.”

The leaf Olympics was a wonderful time.  See, behind my pool, we have about a million trees that like to do a dance.  Unfortunately, the trees dance like they are strippers…shaking off their leaves.  Where do they land?  In the pool, hence the leaf Olympics.  

I didn’t have any type of preparation before diving in.   Michael Phelps swats his back with his arms like there are bugs all over him.  Me? I just put on my goggles.  What a pro I was swimming back and forth across the pool. The leaves that were at the top of the pool were always the first.  Then, after about a 100 were cleared away, down to the bottom of the pool.  We do have a center drain, which can be quite dangerous!  Many a time I thought the center drain was going to suck me in and send me right to our filter.  How shocked would my husband have been when letting the air out of the filter and out came his wife, complete with leaves all over, of course.

This was the daily ritual, which took about 10 minutes or more depending on how much the trees “shook that thang.”  I may have crabbed a lot about the leaf Olympics, but I sure do miss it already.  In the pool = no pain.

So, keep a watch out for leaf Olympics in the next summer games.  With all my practice, I am guaranteed to get the gold!