Last summer we joined a community rec center. Mainly for the pool, but also to have access to the work out equipment. We wanted to get back in shape, play in the pool with Declan’s neighborhood friends, etc. To date, it’s been mostly the playing in the pool variety, but that’s neither here nor there.
The point is, to *get* to any of the activities, you have to go through the locker room and change. Changing, of course, requires getting down to skin at some point, which I prefer to either do within a shower stall, bathroom stall, or behind a towel. Maybe, MAYBE a 3 second flash when I am really desperate. No, I am no crazy prude. I just don’t need my privates on display for god and country.
Apparently I am alone in this feeling.
Because just about every time I turn to corner into the locker room these days – BAM!!! Smorgasbord of women in their birthday suits. Seriously! And they’re not just getting dressed and moving about their business. They are standing there, DISCUSSING THE WEATHER.
WHO DISCUSSES THE WEATHER WITH NO CLOTHES ON???
Not to sound ageist, but at first I thought maybe it was just the older generation. Nope. All ages, sizes, shapes.
Then, not to sound sexist, I wondered if it was just the women. So I asked my husband about it – and apparently the MEN sit around and read the newspaper in front of the TV undressed in this same way. [Nice mental picture.]
Is it just MY rec center? Did I accidentally join a nudist colony? Or is there just something really liberating in standing around a locker room flapping in the breeze, talking about current events? I tried that in middle school and I was not a fan. Does it grow on you? Ha ha. Pun.
Seriously, what am I missing here???