Let's just get this out of the way: no one really wants to see me in a bathing suit. That's cool. I'm fine with that. I had my salad days of being the girl with the smoking body. I did. Those days are over. Maybe not for good (but probably for good), but at least for now.
But that doesn't change the fact that I want to swim. I want to hang out by a pool. And I need to make that happen this summer.
Lakeside has become my Xanadu. My Dulcinea. My Holy Grail. Oh my sweet swimmies, I want to be invited to Lakeside just to see it. I don't have to swim. I don't have to sully your pool with my ordinary-person juices. I just want... to see it. Awesome Louisvillager, Brigid Kaelin teaches swim classes there. And plays gigs there. Swoon... that just makes her 100X cooler in my eyes.
I don't want to join a gym or community center. So I think my next best bet (indoor pools don't count, BTW) is to book a night at the Galt House, the only downtown hotel with an outdoor pool.
Or I can go to the Quarry. Which I know nothing about but has been a looming mythologized presence for the past few summers. When Roommate gets home from his Florida adventures, I think I will enlist him in a road trip.