Today it’s forecast to be a blazing 40 degrees in Melbourne. I love the heat, so this isn’t much of a problem for me. Hey, I spent a year living in Perth. But a hot day is an especially good excuse to get to the pool and cool off.
I’ve been to Fitzroy pool at least five times in the last three weeks, and am very impressed. There is a student discount, decent shower facilities (of course harbouring everyone’s tendencies to stroll around starkers in a public space, something I’m still adjusting to), and a fantastic 50-meter outdoor heated pool. Even on chilly evenings the water has been toasty warm, but not too warm to swim a brisk kilometre in. But on hot days it’s been purely refreshing. The lanes are wide, the water is blue, what’s not to love? Plus, surprisingly membership is reasonably affordable and perfect for commitment-phobes like me, since members can use their sister pool/gym facilities in Richmond and Collingwood, which have indoor pools for the chilly winter months (I mean, Fitzroy pool is warm but not THAT warm).
All of that good stuff has swayed me, plus my first Melbourne celeb-spotting incident: the lead singer of The Panics strolling around the pool while I swim my laps.
