Busy day Sat, that felt really slow. Went to Ben's to clean bike.. results not as good as I'd hoped. Then ran with Josh for the last time in his cross country race at Frisby. Got nicely muddy. Then on the treadmill at home for a 5k blast. Note to self: never run in skins indoors! Bath and Bronte, and then the usual unshakeable weariness. More sorting MP3s from the old PC in the evening.
Sunday. Fab day. Started with car boot.. really late getting there despite having got my bags ready the night before. Just can't believe how nice it is to be warm at last! (Although still wore coat and wellies).. wind looking more than promising..
I can see an evening of CD to iPod-ing on the horizon!
Late to church. Oops. Sat on the floor at the back. In that kind of mood. I had really missed Tyler's drumming over the last few weeks away or at CTK. Some monster fills.
Straight off to Watermead, well, after quick picnic in tescos car park. Guys all there by the time I rolled up. So easy just grabbing a board out of the container, hurrah for club kit. Chose the easy option re wetsuits too!
About ten seconds in I was wondering what I was doing there, and a couple of minutes later I was wading back dragging my board, asking myself out loud why I still try to do this when I evidently am truly awful at it.
Then Anthony swapped me over from a 4.8m to a 3.0m sail.
And we're off! More than enough pull in the gusts... way more! But, small enough to handle, and to repeatedly haul back out of the water! I think in the end I did the most sailing.. and was the only that didn't leave a board somewhere round the circumference of the lake! Really good fun, getting quite a lick on when I could control the massive gusts. Some VERY cold dunks when I couldn't! I think today is the first time I have had to swim after the board as I have landed so far away from it, and it has sailed off without me.
I think I agree with Sarah's theory that I am a low arousal Aspie. I do stay very calm and logical in situations that would make others panic. When doing helicopters by accident and ending up underwater with a sail over my head for example.
Pops' Golf doing a fair job of pretending to be a surf van..
Triumph Stag making a better job of it!
Small is beautiful.
Was feeling quite good about myself. Until I got on shore to discover that they had been sat at the picnic table analysing my technique. I do 'Poo Man' surfing. John says I'm too on my heels. Mrs Anthony says I need to not stick my bum out. Thanks guys.. can we go back to 'put your hands up if you haven't abandoned a board on the other side of the lake today'?
Nice and easy to pack up. No board to struggle up 3 flights of stairs with. Good job, as knackered. Better after shower. Intended a nap while watching Victoria Wood telling me all about tea. Couldn't sleep. So.. Hay Day and blogging and the predicted CD ripping. Shawshank Redemption on now, so less blogging more watching and eating Doritos. Nice Day.
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