Rochester Athletic Club

There's so much big stuff that I want to catch up on that I'm overwhelmed by it, so I'm going to write about the rac instead.  Ahhhh, the RAC. So perfectly relaxing, fun, clean, homey, family-oriented, and overpriced.  I love you for your hot tubs, vanilla mint mouthwash, amazing showers, clean smell, and your poolside cabana fries.  Notice that none of these things has anything to do with actual moving-your-body-to-burn-calories a.k.a. exercise.  But that part is nice too. We especially love the weekends when they open the indoor track to families.  I have fond memories of watching the kids do laps and their faces get redder and sweatier with each lap.

We took the kids to the outside pool today.  Annie did the slide "a hundred million times" and Jack swam around by himself before exclaiming that he was hungry, tired, and cold and that he was going to die if he didn't get food soon.  Henry played in the mushroom waterfall thing and wandered around in his pink hand-me-down floatie.  Nora got in the water and went stiff as a board but then decided it wasn't too bad and eventually relaxed.  

SIDENOTE: as I was writing this at my desktop computer in the living room, Jack all the sudden bolted up from the couch where he was sleeping and tromped into the bathroom like an elephant. The kid is so dang loud.  And now he finished going pee and went downstairs.  I'm pretty sure he wasn't conscious the whole time. There is probably pee all over the bathroom floor right now.  

Anyway, these kids are getting to be really great swimmers.  Even Henry with his floaties will jump into the deep end and then doggie paddle to the side.  They're fun to watch!