Guest post: What’s in my swim bag?

After reading last week’s post called What’s in my Gym Bag, my mom was so inspired, she decided to take a look inside her own gym bag. Or rather, her swim bag. My mom does aqua aerobics multiple times a week at the local community centre called The Davidson Centre. In the summer, when I was visiting my hometown of Kincardine in Canada, I joined her at one of her regular classes and it was tough! Though some affectionately refer to the class as Aqua Chat, this isn’t just a casual float in the pool if you’re actually trying. This is an hour of treading water in the deep end while managing small hand weights and various aerobic exercises. I nearly drowned. Anyway, inspired to clear out her own bag, she wrote me the following email. I liked it so much, I asked if I could publish it here, for all to see. So here it is: my mom’s first guest post on Thoughts and Pavement.


I was so inspired by your blog post this week that I decided to have a look…shudder…in my swim bag to see what’s in there.  I am not sure when, if ever, I have actually emptied out the whole thing.  Below is a photo of the contents of my black, nylon, Tracker back pack, AKA my swim bag.  There’s no fancy numbering system like you have on your photo.  I’m not a tech savvy, uber blogger like you.  But, I think most of the articles are commonplace, and easily distinguishable. Especially for the highly-educated demographic who read your blog.

Swim bag

Beginning at the top left and going left to right:

  1. Blue aqua gloves.  *Swimmies.*  Because I have mutantly small hands, I had to special order them from the local sporting goods store, Penatangear, and after a 3-month wait, I found they are still too big.  However, if I tighten the velcro around the wrists, at least they won’t float away in the water or fly off and smack someone in the face.
  1. Punch tickets (which are never punched, only *exed,* because someone always keeps misplacing the hole punch) to access the various Davidson Centre programmes.  Note:  I have two maxi members cards.  That’s the most you can buy and the cheapest price per class.  I am both frugal and dedicated.  Read: a lifer.
  1.  Water shoes and flip flops.  The Davidson Centre is a giant petri dish. After getting planters warts, foot fungus, and an infected toenail, my feet are never going to touch the floor there again.
  1.  Umbrella.  Because I don’t want to get wet.  Yeah, it’s a swimming class, but I have to get to and from the facility.
  1.  Shampoo (blue), Conditioner (white).  Yup.  That conditioner has mould growing on it.  Probably won’t hurt my hair.  Inside:  John Frieda, Go Blonder.  No, I’m not a REAL blonde.  But, anyone who’s shared a locker room with me for the last 10 years already knows that.
  1.  A brush AND a comb.  Because I have oh-so-much hair to look after.
  1.  Scrubbie.  Yup, the handle’s broken.  I stepped on it in the shower.  Said the *F* word, too.  But, it still works, and as I said earlier, I’m frugal.
  1.  AVON Naturals shower gel:  Blushing Charm Cherry Blossom.  I go through a s**t load of this stuff!
  1.  My underwear.  I wear my suit under my clothes to the pool.  Forgetting one’s underwear always causes quite a commotion in the locker room.  Considering the average ager of the swimmers is maybe 70 – I’m one of the younger ones – going home *Commando Style* is less than ideal.  Also, please note that my bra and panties DO NOT match.  I read somewhere that serial killers only attack women wearing matching bras and panties.  A woman can’t be too careful these days.
  1.  Ratty old plastic bag for wet towels and swimsuits.  I like to think it’s the plastic bag from American Beauty.
In case you haven't seen the film....

In case you haven’t seen the film….

  1.  AVON Naked Love body butter.  It smells like grapefruit.  Yeah, I don’t understand that either.
  1.  John Frieda Full Repair hair oil.  Because, at my age, everything’s dry, dry, DRY!
  1.  A cosmetic bag full of – DUH – makeup.  Just in case I have to go somewhere, other than home, after class.

Note:  I usually have two towels in my bag, too. One big one for my body.  One little one for my hair.   But, it’s laundry day, and they’re both in the wash.

So, Miranda, that’s what’s in my swim bag.  And I don’t mind making a shameless plug for AVON and John Frieda.  Both great companies.  I highly recommend these products.

Thanks for inspiring me to empty my swim bag.  It was starting to smell a little funky.



  1. afastpacedlife November 10, 2016 / 8:17 pm

    I love your mother’s post. Please ask her how do the serial killers know if someone is wearing matching bra and panties. Do they ask? Or do they just have a 6th sense about these things?

    • thoughtsandpavement November 10, 2016 / 8:39 pm

      I asked the same thing. She said it’s a black humour thing she saw on Facebook from one of her friends. Seems all the crime scene photos of women who have supposedly been killed by serial killers are wearing matching bra and panties – one of those things that sound like they could be true, but have no real basis in fact. 🙂

    • Cheryl November 10, 2016 / 10:22 pm

      So, if you watch Criminal Minds regularly, you might have noticed that in the crime scene photos of dead women, they are almost always wearing matching underwear. I doubt that there’s actually been an empirical study on matching lingerie and serial killer victimology, but it’s better to err on the side of caution, don’t you think? Cheers, Miranda’s Mom.

      • afastpacedlife November 11, 2016 / 6:50 pm

        Miranda’s Mom, you need to meet my mom and then let your daughters blog about your meeting and conversation. Our blogs will blow up with your wit and observations.

        • Cheryl November 11, 2016 / 7:34 pm

          I’m in. Set it up. 😉

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