Last weekend Angela (another 4th grade teacher) and I went to the union’s annual day at the Tanque Verde Guest Ranch. We went last year, but there were some changes this year. This year going for a walk was optional and alone, so it took us a while to figure out where we walked last year! We kept finding roads and paths that led to where people lived — caretakers probably.
Angela signed us up for massages at 9:30, but only one of the massage people came. The guy who was also supposed to come called her at like 11 claiming he’d just woken up. I didn’t hear anything in the news about her killing him, but no doubt she was tempted, since she had to do all of the massages alone! So she was running late, which actually worked out well for Angela and I.
Our massage ended up being an hour into yoga. So let me tell you about my yoga experience. When I think of yoga I think of someone sitting in the lotus position with their hands together. Where the heck did I get that idea??? When describing it to my sister, it turns out that yoga is actually much more like Twister without the spinny thing! OK — here was the worst part. Put this picture in your head: I am on my pink mat, black yoga pants on and Poupon U (Mustard Museum) tee shirt. Both of my hands are flat on the pink mat, and both of my feet, and my back is arched. And then — no lie — the teacher says “Now take your left hand and put it on the outside of your right ankle.” I actually said out loud “WHAT???” Honestly, I was sore for two days!
Angela and I ended up skipping the jazzercise, but we ate from the incredible buffet when it was our turn and we went swimming. Last year we went to the outdoor pool, but this year we were inside. The water wasn’t moving and it was so clear that when we first saw it, it was freaky! We were above it (as in you go in the room and down the stairs to the pool) and looking at it from the window into that room. The water reflected the windows on the other side, so instead of looking like a pool full of water it looked like a hole in the ground with more windows on that level. A deep pit with no way out, since the metal ladder didn’t go very far in! But no, it was a normal pool, and we soaked in the spa as well.
Afterwards I went over to see Dad and Dottie and went swimming! In fact, I didn’t bother to take my bathing suit off when I left the ranch, since I knew I’d be swimming again.
