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Day 118 - Is this weird?

Is it weird to have a favorite kind of shower? Not like a baby or bridal shower, but like, a shower shower.

You know.

There are lots of kinds of showers. If you’re a dude, you have the “Here is my one product that does everything” kind of shower, and the “I have two products now because one is for hair.” For ladies, we have regular shower, hair wash days, and the “everything” shower.

Sometimes you’ve sprained an ankle and the shower is “how long can I stand on one foot?” In college, one of my friends and I admitted to having the “I’m crying in here so no one can see me” kind of shower, which still occasionally makes a comeback. I’ve had the “I’m hungover and need to sit down” shower, and also the “how the fuck am I supposed to shave in here” vacation shower.

But today, I got to take my favorite kind. I don’t get it a lot in this part of the country, so I savor it when I can. It’s the “post-Summer day refreshing” shower.

The ideal day that leads to this delightful summertime shower is being a little toasty (not too much because you remembered the sunscreen, but you didn’t reapply as much as you needed since you were having a good time); you’ve probably had a couple of drinks BUT ALSO SOME WATER; you were a little active like some kind of hike, swimming, or volleyball; and the ideal day included some body of water. My preference here will also be a lake, but pond, channel, ocean, river, and pool will all suffice. 

Hopefully you’ve had something off a grill for food, like a hot dog or burger. If you have options, no wrong answers here. Well, some wrong answers. Don’t be pretentious. And maybe you got to end the day with a campfire and smores, a walk into town for ice cream, or a freeze pop. I’m not picky here.

And then at the end of the day, a nice, relaxing, cool shower. It feels good on that bit of sunburn. You wash out the smell of the grill and/or campfire. You scrub at the dirt around your ankles only to realize it’s actually a sock line. You go in a little stiff from the dried sweat, and a little smelly from the lake water and grill, and you come out clean and refreshed.

I think the thing I actually like about these kinds of showers isn’t the shower itself. There is nothing special to it.

Except that it’s a reminder of a day well spent.

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