I just came back from the public pool and what was supposed to be a water aerobics class. “The city told us we’re not allowed to segregate the hours by age anymore,” the lifeguard told me. “My boss is trying to get an exemption to see if we can reinstate the class.”
So instead I walked up and down the pool for a half-hour. Better than nothing, right? And it felt good to move my ankle without weight on it.