Following up on my "motivate me to work out!" plea of some weeks ago, I now have a standing appointment with Aston to work out at the Stanford gym two mornings a week. It's great, I feel like I have a jump on the day. And a real person to meet is way more likely to get me out of bed than a promise to myself. Not counting when I overslept on Tuesday, but so far I'm 3 for 4.
This week and next, the US Olympic team is having a little "training camp" at Stanford before they head to Singapore and then Beijing, so we warmed up by jogging past the pool complex this morning. Usually everybody in a swim cap and swimsuit looks the same to me, but I picked out Michael Phelps right away. Possibly because I've almost only ever seen him in a swim cap and swimsuit. If I'm not mistaken, his bathing suit was hot pink. What I couldn't tell was whether it was of that ridiculously low cut he in particular seems to wear. That, I do not get.
I'm going to have to brush up on all the other famous faces so I can gawk more informedly next time. Suffice it to say, it was a little thrill, like having the Lippizaner Stallions come to town!
Wowie. Michael Phelps in a low-cut pink speedo. I would have said something embarrassing and inappropriate for sure.
Posted by: africankelli | July 11, 2008 at 02:26 PM