I noticed this morning as I took Little Miss for swimming lessons that there was a disturbing trend amongst the fathers that were there, namely that I think most of us hadn’t taken our shirts of in public in a long long time (and it had been even longer since we had been swimming).
Sure there was the odd ‘trophy dad’ that had maintained a semblance his former chiseled physic. Then there was the ‘once was fit’, which were discernible by the fact that they didn’t look too out of place in the water, but they were carrying a lot more ballast than they used to. Then there were the guys like me, the never wases – but it was encouraging to see that everyone had been brought done to my level finally.
See, Wife if wrong, I don’t have to win. I am just as happy not winning as long as everyone else is losing too lol. Now that’s a lesson to teach the kids.




