Last night I FINALLY got around to trying on my wet suit for the big swim. I bought it a month ago and realized that I hadn't even taken it out of the box.
Luckily a set of detailed instructions were included. Don't be fooled...it's not like throwing on a dress. As I inched my leg into the suit I prayed that I had selected the correct size. Inch by inch I wormed my way into the suit as instructed.
I didn't realize that the suit would be so delicate and could easily tear if you pulled with too much force.
Within a few minutes I had the suit on and was zipped up. Surprisingly it didn't look as horrific as I had imagined.
Should I admit that I was going to fill my bathtub with water and get in just so that I knew how the suit would feel wet? Better not...because that would be just weird.
The suit is hanging in my closet waiting for it's first splash-down. I've gotta say, I don't think I ever thought I'd have a wet suit hanging in my closet.
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