Standing Guard of Stalking Grads?:

I hate public pools. I hate them because it means that I have to expose my out of shape self to whoever journeys to partake in it's aquatic bliss. Yes, you may pick up on some self-consciousness there because it is definitely in place. But that is besides the point.

Last night I took Tyler, my host brother, swimming at the YMCA. His class had been swimming in phys ed over the past couple of weeks and his interest in swimming has been sparked. After some bartering, I agreed to take him swimming if he would first help me decorate for Barn Bash (Fusion's biggest fall outreach - www.barnbash.com - yeah, that's right - we're giving away a Nano). So we went.

You have to understand, I do not have my glasses on or contacts in, so I am quite blind. If it looks like I am staring in the direction of something, I can't really see detailed what it looks like. Pay mind that I am not staring at anyone - it would go against everything I've been fighting for, but that is a different topic. Just know that I can't see, so it doesn't sound like I am doing anything inappropriate.

Now that we have a disclaimer, I shall continue. So we're doing this whole swimming thing and of course there is a life guard on duty. Again, I can't see a blasted thing, but I am guessing from the amount of hair the guard had on its head that is was a female life guard. That's nice. I know that if I'm drowning, someone a third of my size with be trying to rescue me.

What I noticed beyond that was that she seemed to be following us. Now, I'm fine with a girl taking initiative and such, but I usually like to be on a first name basis with them before I'm ok with that... and even then it takes the right timing, chemistry, etc. She didn't say a word to us.

When I really took notice to this was when we got into the whirlpool. She came over to ask if we wanted to jets on, I politely responded and thanked her for her assisance.... and she stood in the whirlpool on the stairs while we were in there. I thought this kind of odd and looked over at Tyler who picked up the same thing. Was one of us looking extra makie-outie last night or was this chick just doing her job?

As we switched over to the other pool, so did she. This is the point at which I am slightly overanalyzing the situation. Was she simply doing her job or was she stalking us? We left soon after without a word, only unanswered questions. But we both felt amiss about something.