Sadness

I got locked out of the pool today. In my swim suit, soaking wet.

It was like this, see. I had to throw up. Don't worry, I'm not sick or anything, I had just eaten a little too close to a tough workout. It happens to other folks all the time. It's the first time I've had to worry about it though. Anyway, there is this door by the lap lanes that leads to a patio sort of thing outside, right? Well, during the winter it is kind of given that you go there to spill your guts or get fresh air or whatever. So there I went (I actually managed not to throw up). However, being the inexperienced individual that I am, I forgot that I needed to keep the door open. So I was locked out of the pool. The next time that people were supposed to stop at that side of the pool was quite a ways off, but I pounded on the glass door when people came up for air. I got one kid to perk his head up and look around, but he didn't see me. I didn't really feel the cold, but my feet were turning purple. Finally one guy that was sitting out of the pool saw me bang on the door and told MV's coach that I had locked myself out. She came and saved me, much to my shame. When I tried to swim again, I discovered that all my limbs were numb. It was kind of funny, actually.