Dance Like No One is Watching

There's a lady who comes in to the pool at the gym who's lost 140 pounds with 70 to go.  She's got the folds of skin just hanging on her legs.  She dresses in a pair of shorts and a zip up swim jacket.  Her make-up is perfect, which includes bright red lip stick.  She walks to the equipment wall and gets a few things, a noodle, then slowly walks to the stairs to enter the pool.

We chatted once, months ago, when she showed her i-pod encased in a water-proof arm band and a pair of waterproof ear buds.  But other than that, she's kinda quiet, keeps to herself, seems like a reserved business office manager-type.

I love it when she comes while I am there, because once she is in that water, a whole different person emerges.  She cranks her ipod and starts to dance in the water.  And she SINGS!! along to her music. And there she is, in the pool, dancing her stuff around, singing along with passion--eyes closed, mouth wide open, singing and posing as she holds the note.
She does this like no one is watching.  But we are.  We are.  Smiling.