November 29, 2005
The Penguine Club
Nine days out of ten, the hardest thing I do all day is get out of bed. Trust me, this isn't because my life is easey. It's because getting out of bed is so hard.
Today was the exception.
You see, shane and I have what we have officially named the penguine club. It's an elite, exclusive group of people dedicated to living life to the fullest, or at least to the coldest. The members (yeah, it's just me and shane) are going swimming every month of this year.
We're kind of procrastinators, so we didn't take our november swim untill today. We got to Fair Hill at about 5 o'clock, and it was already dusk. We took off our shoes and ran a quarter of a mile down to our swimming hole, our feet getting a little closer to numb each step of the way.
We got there and stripped down to our underwear and stood there, peering through the falling darkness. The water looked blac and cold. I wished I had a snooze button I could hit and be warm for four more minutes, but it was raining and the sun was already down. There was no time to waste.
"It's not getting any warmer." I said. We both nodded, each of us wondering who's stupid idea the penguine club was anyway.
I tried to jump in, but my legs disobeyed. I tried to throw shane in but he ran away.
"Who's going first?"
We stared at the water and neither of us moved.
"Forget about that, go ahead"
"We'll go in together."
So, we went in together, like true rock stars. We counted "Uno, dos, tres, quatorce!" and we jumped.
Jumping into water that cold makes you feel like your brain just exploded and your lungs collapsed. We came up gasping, and when we finally got some air in our lungs we screamed like girls and scrambled and splashed our way back onto dry land. The first jump was so gread I just had to have another. That time my face got so cold it was aching all over.
We ran back to the car and drove home (I was still in my underwear) with the windows down singing along to Taking Back Sunday.
I guess summer only ends when you let it.
Posted by ian on November 29, 2005 09:06 PM
Posted by: Shane on November 29, 2005 11:07 PM
I want in!
Posted by: jaysonjaz on November 30, 2005 12:00 AM
THERE ARE A FEW REQUIREMENTS:
1>you have to swim outside at least once every month.
2>you have to sleep outside at least once a month
3>you have to be either Ian or Shane Palkovitz
Posted by: Shane on November 30, 2005 09:43 AM
Everybody is invited to start their own illustrius chapter of the Penguine Club, but sorry, we're turning away all applications for membership in ours. Shane summed up the requirements very well.
Posted by: Ian on November 30, 2005 10:17 AM
is there a particular reason you spell it penguine with an "e" at the end. you've done it so many times I can't say it's a typo.
You would never understand... Nobody in menta would ever be able to grasp the deep meanings of my alternate spellings.
Posted by: Ian on November 30, 2005 03:58 PM
I don't want to ruin your club's name, but penguins don't swim in every month of the year. If you saw the March of the Penguins, you see that for most of the year they are huddling 7 miles from the ocean trying to stay warm and hatching their babies.
Well that's because real panguines are pansies. We are way tougher than the real things.
Posted by: Ian on November 30, 2005 04:18 PM
i sleep outside evry month practically
but wow swim? thats amazing and even im in the swim team and i would be kinda freaked out swimming in december or january
Posted by: Poncho on November 30, 2005 04:20 PM
I'm starting a "naked penguin" chapter. Any takers?
I think maybe just you and Jessica should be allowed in that one.
Posted by: littlepigeyes on December 1, 2005 07:37 AM
you've got issues.
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