Leap year. Such a glamorous day! I mean, this day is anticipated and hyped up for four years! And then it repeats its cycle all over again. Of course, I always have felt bad for the unfortunate souls who were born on this day. To feel like a birthday nomad every 3 out of 4 years must be truly upsetting. Yes, you would have the decision of celebrating on February 28th or March 1st, but it wouldn't be your true birthday. I'm sure it'd be special knowing you were one of the few to share the 29th of February as your day of birth, but I'd still feel lost during all the years that didn't have my special day.
Anyway, at bible study last night, one of the members in my group was trying to come up with something adventurous and exciting to do on this extremely memorable day. Her roommate had yet to accept her suggestions of driving to Canada (2 countries on the same day) or going sky diving (too expensive anyway). So I felt the need to toss out an idea.
"You could always go swimming in Green Lake. That would definitely qualify as daring." I said with a gleam in my eye.
"Yeah!" she said with a laugh, "And I'd still have the parasites with me come next leap year!"
Don't worry. I wouldn't dare to actually swim in the murky, slimy, algae filled water that makes up Green Lake. But I do think about it every time I drive by or run around the lake. I mean, it looks like they used to have swimming there. There's even a small stadium with bleachers looking out at the water. And it wasn't built with the intention of not being used for something.
The lake is great to walk, bike, run, or blade around. But I wouldn't dare to even touch my baby toe to the top of the deceivingly glassy water.
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