The gym was covered in blue mats, gallons of soap and foam-making machines that can only be described as, well, foam-making machines. Yes, it was a foam-filled ocean mania out there and we wasted no time soaping up with bubble Afros and snow ball spuds. Some of us became sea monsters lost in thick dollops of white, foamy fluff while others danced to the music while trying to side-step the perpetual foam showers and bubble tosses. The afternoon forecast definitely looks promising with more sea world action and bubble-blue chaos to come.
