Another season

A few weeks back, Bill and I were sitting on the bed with Quinn and Mia and he said “You’re biceps are bigger than mine now”.

I laughed and said “No way!  That is impossible!”.   Bill replied “It is all that surfing. I swear they are bigger than mine” and he grabbed something to measure our arms with.

And yes, mine are bigger than his now. LOL!!  I am not sure how I feel about that, but the kids thought it was hilarious and they decided we needed to arm wrestle.

So it began…

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As you can see in this picture, I am giving it my all and Bill is hardly straining.

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And he let me take him down.  Cheater.  I called for a real re-match and of course he beat me.

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My muscles may be bigger, but his are compact and strong as the dickens.  He has almost no body fat, and is pure muscle. He is a small man, but so powerful. Always has been and always will be.  It is what makes him such a strong surfer.

Image by Brett hopkins
Image by Brett hopkins
Image by Brett Hopkins
Image by Brett Hopkins

Which is my goal as well.  I have been working hard all spring in the water and this summer we have some big plans that involve lots of surfing.  My running and biking has taken a back seat as I just cannot do it all.  It will make me sick.

Quite honestly, the idea of road biking vs paddling out into waves is just….well, there is no comparison.  As for the running.  I like to push hard and it isn’t good for me.  Bill told me the other day “You’re running is ruining your surfing.  Your muscles are too tight from it and it is hindering your movement on the board.  Not to mention the day you run AND surf you always come home saying you surfed like a kook.”  Um, so true.  Problem is, running is a huge part of who I am. I love it and it is a huge stress reliever when there are no waves.  I guess that is the key…do it when there are no waves?

Which leaves me at a cross roads of sorts.  Should I keep trying to race?   I was talking with a fellow surfer yesterday about endurance sports and I told him about how sick I got 4 years ago.  I said something like, “I love it so much, but my husband says the training is getting in the way of my surfing.  It tires me out and then I feel terrible in the lineup. Not sure what to do.”  Something he said just kept ringing in my ears all day.  He shrugged his shoulders and with that surfer inflection in his voice said, matter of factly “Now you have your surfing. You’re a surfer now.”

You know those moments when someone says something that just resonates with you and they have no clue the effect they have had?

Just one small sentence hammered home what has been nagging me for months and months….hell, years even….4 to be exact:  my season has changed again but I have been reluctant to leave the last one.  Sort of like clinging to Christmas all through January and into February….that holiday season is over and it is time to enjoy the next one.

That simple sentence, spoken as only a surfer can, was a turning point.  That evening I said to myself  “Move on, little girl.  Luscious waves await you, and it is time to walk into the next chapter in time.”

And just like that, I did.

Image from Greg Marney, via somewhere in Mexico......
Image from Greg Marney, via somewhere in Mexico……

“Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go. So make the best of the test and don’t ask why. It’s not a question but a lesson learned in time……It’s something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you had the time of your life.”

 

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Take off

My daughter can fly.

I can see her scoping out the section here.

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She eyes the spot and makes the turn.

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And it begins….she shoves off

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And flies over the falls.

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She loves to do this and I am glad I got it on film.  My surf coach mom would rather see her eye up that section and go off the lip and back into the wave, but the fun side of me was cheering her on when I saw this coming.

Fun in the sun, sweet waves and an adventurous heart.

That’s my girl!

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