After a rainy weekend and cool weather, it was finally nice this weekend. So I got my book, put on my swimsuit and went to the pool today.
I guess I was a little too excited about the prospect of a tan, because by the time I got home, it looked like I took a roller of red paint to my entire front. I am 28. I know better than this. I wore my sunscreen, I flipped over several times, I even had a hat on. It's just that I'm reading a really good book and kind of lost track of time.
Poor excuse. But I'm paying for it now as I lather on the aloe vera and wait for it to start peeling.
Lessons learned: Tanning is like drinking. I do best with moderation.
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