An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Two and a half hours

Today I had a workout . . .
a marathon of a workout.

For two and a half hours
the sweat poured down
and the calories burned.

For two and a half hours
I cursed through the pain.

Two and a half hours
of hell on earth . . .
shopping for a bathing suit.

8 comments:

Shellie said...

Ha ha ha ha! Love it! I feel your pain.

Amy Jo said...

A fate worse than death! I despise swimsuit shopping...nothing like it for a blast to the old ego. Yuck! I think that we should go back to the old days where the suit covered MUCH more surface area (especially seeing how I have a little more of it these days!)

Wendy said...

I love your graphics - do you pay money to subscribe to one of those stock photo sites?

Thankfully, God walked me right into the perfect bathing suit two years ago at the end of summer. I wasn't even shopping for clothes, just walking past a rack and it looked modest, yet slimming. I actually wish we lived back in IL where we went to the pool every day, just so I could wear that suit more often! Believe me, normally, I hate bathing suit shopping.

Laura said...

These days I spend more energy buying a cute cover-up.

Ellen Stewart (aka Ellie/El) said...

I'm laughing! Not at you, but with you...

Sigh.

Tiziana said...

EH! EH! Anch'io mi sono appena comperata un costume.
Ogni volta che ne provavo uno e mi guardavo allo specchio lo trovavo orribile, alla fine ho dovuto rassegnarmi: era il costume od ero io a non piacermi?

Lisa said...

Ahaha! You're so funny. You had me going.
I'm with Laura on the coverup ~ I'm thinking I'll never have the figure to be seen in a bathing suit again. I guess I don't much need a bathing suit to referee the splash-fights in our wading pool, anyhow, though.

Kim H. said...

Lands End Faile Tankini...that's all I'm sayin'....I LOVE MINE!!!

Hugs!