Saturday, January 03, 2009
Today while I was walking Abe on the beach, my neighbor was out on the water kite boarding. As I watched him surf the air currents, the sound of the waves crashing, the sun glistening off the water, I was wishing it was me - even though it was 35 degrees outside. When I was in Alaska, I was suppose to go windsurfing until I got sidelined with a couple surgeries (my total hip replacements). The surgeries took me out of the game and all I could do was watch from the land. So once again, today as I watched from the beach, that yearning came back. I am so drawn to wind, water, and that ability to soar. Pierce and I talked when he came back to shore. He knows how I feel about it since we both talked about growing up on a beach. We came to the conclusion that it may be possible that I can attempt to kite board with some accommodations. I will have to work for the next several months to build up some muscles, particularly in the core - which is part of my plan anyways. If I can do that and if we can find the equipment to adapt, then I am so going to try. Just don't squeal me out to my docs okay?