Which is an unnecessarily vulgar way of saying that I went windsurfing today.
It has been many many months since I last indulged and to be honest I was feeling a little nervous, for reasons I could not really pin down. Anyway, it all went very well and I lasted an hour; mainly because the wind was at medium strength and so I was not over-exerting my very unfit body. Came home, sat on the sofa. Slept very well.
Whizzing along on the Gulf of Thailand in a stiff breeze, connected to something under your control, is a life-affirming experience and I am always grateful that I find myself here and that my body can still cope (just). I recommend it, and you would be most welcome to borrow my wetsuit if you wanted to have a go….
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2013-12-05| dude saysthis reminds me of a friend of mine who once said: “there are two kinds of divers: the ones that pee in their wetsuit and the ones who say they don’t. I belong to the second group.”