Day 233
So, I love the water. I love boats and I love tubing. My uncle likes to try to kill me anytime I go tubing. Secretly, I think he's heart broken when he doesn't succeed. For some reason, I reverted to my younger years - in other words, I forgot that I'm a mid-30 year old, fat, out of shape, grown woman and thought I was a young in shape 18 year old. I let my daughter talk me into riding on the flat tube....
That right there is the tube of death. I laughed it off when the younguns' told me when that thing gets wet your screwed. So, I let Meg ride first so I could watch. She, of course, handled it like a pro. I got on there and did pretty good to begin with. Yeah, until he took that last turn. At which point, I flew. I turned about 3 times on top of the water before I fell in. The best part?? I realized AFTER I dropped down into the water that my bathing suit bottoms were at my ankles. Good grief.
So, I love the water. I love boats and I love tubing. My uncle likes to try to kill me anytime I go tubing. Secretly, I think he's heart broken when he doesn't succeed. For some reason, I reverted to my younger years - in other words, I forgot that I'm a mid-30 year old, fat, out of shape, grown woman and thought I was a young in shape 18 year old. I let my daughter talk me into riding on the flat tube....
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