The Huia...

Sunday, 30 March 2008.

Only been on one swim this week. And that was back on Monday. Which was a public holiday. And the last day for the season at McKenzie.

So thought I'd better get off my ass at least once more this week - I'd had the best intentions to go more but...

So off to Huia. Changed at home. Arrived. Woah. Then I am buying a 30 trip and this little red head spunk comes into the till area - he's a lifeguard but was obviously swimming today - he was in togs (not speedoes... :( ) - absolutely sweet little figure, yummy pecs.... Mmmmm... and to thin theat he can save lives too!!

The pool was busy busy busy . Ask a lifeguard if another lane could be added; yep, no probs.

So swim swmin, in the fast lane, with a very good looking, nicely shaddowed face, sweet butt and the hottest shoulders and arms - and to boot he was in speedos.

Yes... A very nice "swimming in the same lane" partner - even if he was shitloads faster than me.

A 60 length swim - not very good but as I say to myself - better than nothing.

:)

Now all I want is the boy in the speedos... Hehehe.

And so it ends...

Today was the last day of the season for McKenzie Pool - so I swam 70 lenghts freesytle and 10 lengths breaststroke - with some extras.

Just beautiful - warm, sunny, not-overdossed on chlorine - just scrummy.

Oh - and tyr goggles are much much better than speedos - speedos don't seal very well, but tyrs just seem to work so much better.

So maybe there is a lesson in that.

I shall miss the outdoor pools until next season - they really are rather wonderful to swim in!!

(oh and I went for a swim on Sunday at McKenzie - nice, nice, nice).

:)

Yah!

Just a quickie...

Today, Friday, Good Friday - although one may argue that that's all a bit religious really - feeling a bit poorly (it was only 4 glasses of wine - what's the world coming to) and having had nana-nap this afternoon and having done nothing but eaten cheese, cheese and more cheese, I thought that maybe I needed to move my fat ass and go swimming.

So I did.

To McKenzie Pool in Petone.

Lovely.

Only a few people. But a grey sky and beautiful clear and warm water. Just lovely. There's something special about an outdoor pool, not too much chlorine and warm water under the sky....

Only 40 lengths - but better than nothing.

And, at the end, I did a couple of lengths of breaststroke and looking up, at the surface of the water, the reflections and the light - it's stunning!! :)

Now I just need to eat less cheese!! Lol!

The Only One...

Tonight, Wednesay, 19 March, it was just little ol'me in McKenzie Pool (in Petone) - I had the whole place to myself!

Fantastic.

The sky was a bit moody, the water was beautiful, warm and stunningly refreshing - it was beautiful. And being the only one in the pool, all to myself - ahh... bliss...

I swam 70 lengths (plus warm ups and only 2 breaststrokes) - so not a bad swim.

Just lovely.....

Followed by thai food....

Yum.... :)

Monday Monday...

Well, here we are, it's Monday, the day was cool but warm, the evening was one of those divine late summer evenings, calm, warm, soft light...

So off to McKenzie Pool in Petone - I figured a bit of outdoor swimming would be nice.

Well, with the train being late and my pissing about as usual I didn't have long enough to swim so I only did 60 lenghts (and I don't think I even miss-counted this time) - so a rather slack swim from an effort perspective.

But it was a beautiful evening, the water was warm; it was just a super pleasant swim.

And, to top it off, some guy whom I've never seen before came along. Young, swum in the lane closest to the side of the pool, speedos, hunky legs, flat tummy, nicely hairy chest - what can I say - a rather sexy man whom I think would make speedo certification. When he got out and was standing by the edge of the pool - let's just say nice pecs....

So, a nice swim, didn't drown, didn't really put in enough effort but with good views.

Does a boy need any more in this life?

Eastbourne...

Yep, today, after a week of not swimming (bad, lazy, slack, all of the above), I finally got out to Eastbourne for a swim.

Not a bad pool, bit hard to tell where the end of the lanes are (there doesn't seem to be a standard distance in pools between the t-mark on the bottom of the pool and the actual end of the pool), nice water (warm), hot lifeguards and 80 lenghts plus 10 breaststroke plus warmups/miscounts - so not a bad little swim.

The lifeguards - well, the one with blue jeans was a redhead - and I don't care what people say - redheads are cute. The one with black jeans - friendly guy, nice nice biceps (ah, as I came in and paid my half price fee, he chatted, I checked out his biceps - seemed a good deal to me) and good looking, nice chest (although wearing a teeshirt under his SwimCity yellow shirt - so who knows if his chest matched his blond hair on this arms....).

One small drawback - they started cleaning around the pool at about 5pm and I have no idea what chemical they put down but it made the water taste funny - it was like dettol or something; hope I've not been poisoned!

Duh!

The changing rooms have a nice warm shower (Petone can be a bit cold) but the floors are concrete - which can make for a chilling stand (and the water tends to just sit there - I wonder where it normally goes in a lino floored changing room - who knows).

Oh, and there was a DILF there today. A DILF you ask - yes, a DILF - it's the new term we all need to learn - a Dad I'd Like to Fuck. Heheh - he was blond, sexy hairy chest, nice legs and well, it worked. He wasn't lane swimming - for most of the time I was the only lane swimmer - and it ended up with only one lane - which had me in it - but not bad distractions.

The pool, too, is nicely deep - one end shallowish and the other up to my chin - nice nice....

So there we go - only another public pool in Wellington, and I've done them all (depending, of course, if I count the outdoor pool in Khandallah - which I don't - or Raumati - which I'm not sure if it's a Wellington pool...).

Oh well, sleep time with dreams of lifeguards I guess....

:)

It's Official....

Ok, so it's official - Johnsonville has really hot guys; why I don't know but every time I've been swimming at the J/Ville Pool there have been hot guys there. Really hot guys.

:)

I initially went to Eastbourne to have a swim there - but do you think I could find the pool - no, no, no. So I drove home and did the only sensible thing - had a snooze....

Then I thought that I really needed to get off my fat ass and go for a swim.... So off to Johnsonville I did trundle.

A nice swim, I completely lost count of how many laps I did - I mean, I think I actually lost a whole 10 laps - odd odd.

But, OMG, there was a red head, he had a wedding ring but what a very very hunky body - he had a dazzling smile, a hot hairy chest, a cute ass, was wearing white shorts with a strip motif, fantastic shoulders, gorgeous pecs and, well, just very very nice... Yum yum... Hehe.

And there was a guy in my lane, white shorts as well, he was with his girlfriend (I think) and he was really cute too....

See, it's all just happening at at J/Ville. And, hey, if you're going to swim what's wrong with having a most excellent view whilst trying to stay healthy!!

So, a good swim with a most excellent view and a total reinforcing how, everytime, there are hot guys at J/Ville to distract you, excite you or just make you go mmmm....

Hehe....

ps. the red-head - seriously hot. Oh, as was the lifeguard - he was rather edible too. Oh, and then, as I'm thinking about it, the guy at reception, with glasses - hot/cute/mmm pick me too!!

The outdoors...

Well, yesterday was at McKenzie Pool in Petone.

My first swim in almost a week - and I didn't even swim that far... Slack slack slack...

Especially as I'd sat around all day.

But, I must say, although there were no views it was a beautiful swim - the water was warm, the wind chilly if you stood up but if you stayed under, it was just gorgeous and refreshing....

Yum!!

I just need to swim more, eat less and, well, yes...

Hehe....

I think perfection does exist...

Yes, Sunday, 2 March 2008 shall go down as the day that, if I didn't know it already, it was proved that perfection exists.

Freyberg Pool, about 5.15pm, time for a swim. It was all a bit difficult to begin with - I was tired and a bit achy from a late night the night before, but it was time to stretch out and, well, at least pretend to do some exercise.

So, into the medium lane closest to the changing rooms - swim swim swim. With the timing of people all up the wop and there seemed to be either some kind of current or I was swimming at some weird angle as I kept bumping into the lane rope - odd.

But some very cute/hot guys (both in my lane and the fast lane) - you know, Freyberg has the sexiest swimmers in the Wellington region I be thinking.

In the slow lane were two guys - the one with the yellow goggles - oh, so very very yummy.

Talking, however of goggles - speedo goggles suck - they might be good at togs but at goggles - nope.

I ended up changing lanes to the medium lane closest to the sauna/bleechers - the usual one I'm in. I'm swimming away and vaguely (well, noticing) that in the fast lane was a very fine physique in black speedos - who was swimming really fast - but it was a nice flash by!!

He stopped swimming and I noticed him standing up at the end chatting to the guards (and to the other hottie in my lane - I'm telling you, Freyberg has rather most excellent eye candy!).

Then I had a break (it might've been a loo break). And I saw who it was. And he just standing there, leaning on the edge, legs crossed at the ankles, arms folded, pecs perfect....

It was the guy who looks like John Key and who normally wears biker-style togs. But, no, today there he was in black speedos.

And fuck, was he so speedo certified.

And more than that, he had the nicest smile, he was talking about whales, he's handsome, sexy, body beautiful, dulcet voice and can swim.

Yes, I think today that perfection exists in the male human form was proved.

Seriously.
Totally.
Stop breathing.
Stop time type of perfection.

Oh well, it's always wonderful to at least be able to look on a masterpiece.

I also swam 2.4kms, (70 freestyle and 10 breaststroke) plus some warm up and lost number counting - so a good swim too. :)

Freyberg - go if you want views that are well views.....

And you want to check out perfection.

Saturday..... Ah... Saturday....

Saturday, 1 March 2008.

What can I say? I finally got off my fat ass and went swimming. A nice 70 lengths at Freyberge Pool in Wellington (with a few extra warm ups and breast stroke to end).

It's a really nice pool; Freyberg. It's open until 9pm - so for someone who is always late like me (except for 2 things - one being my funeral; although I have my doubts about being on-time for that!) a later close is great.

So get there about 7.15, get changed and go and do my thing. Probably the most important thing is that I filed up my waterbottle.

New habit I must learn - drink more water, especialliy when I'm going swimming later in the day - hydrate, hydrate, hydrate.

As for the views; well I think it's true that Freyberg Pool has the hottest swimmers in the Wellington region (followed maybe by Johnsonville - although Huia has hte hottest, to die for, lifeguard.

The guys tonight - what can one say. The guy who was first off in the fast lane - sexy, muscley and could swim. Then there were the three German or Scandinavian guys - I couldn't quite catch their accent in the changing room afterwards - but talk about some very nice, very serious, think surfer-boi, eye candy. Then when the guy left the fast lane, another guy came in an dhe was mega yummy too - couldn't quite tell if he was an as-fast swimmer as me - it woud've ven interesting to put it to the test - although he certainly one in the hot, nice pecs, sweet body stakes!!

So, a good swim, some good views and now, after a pile of dancing, it's very late and bed calls.

Oh, and yes, I subsequently ate a pile of food which completely negated any of the benefits of swimming!!