My parents had a hot tub at the house while I grew up. We were very close to a family that shared our back fence. We even made a doorway so we could come and go in each other’s yard and house. They installed a pool. It became fun for us kids to go back and forth, jumping in the pool and then into the hot tub.
Another memory of “soaking” in the hot tub was when I was swimming at the junior college. One of the things swim teams do is shave down before a big race day (like championships). We get together and have a carbed out dinner, and shave our legs so they are nice and smooth and less resistance to go through the water. Some of the guys shaved their heads. I had one of these shave down parties at my house and we crammed a lot of the girls into the tub at one point.
Here’s a fun photo of us showing off our shaved legs.Often times it is nice to just relax and soak in hot tubs. Don’t you think?
I grew up swimming competitively year-round and we all had quite a few nicknames. I can recall one night at practice when we were doing a kicking set (in case it’s not clear, that’s using a kick board and kicking down and back in a swimming pool for a determine length of time) If it was possible, we would pair up to kick side by side and use the time to chat.
Now, I don’t remember what started the conversation, but we got going on saying nicknames that only each of us could use AND it had to do with food. I became Banana, and my two other friends were Cheesecake and Rye-Bread. It was immensely funny at the time. Actually, it still is.
Do you have nicknames that make others wonder at your sanity?