Yesterday I got to experience the life of a surfer chick. Let's just say, I don't foresee myself becoming one any time soon.
First, let me say that I did not kill myself unlike the last time I tried a new sport. *cough skiing cough* Yay! I was incredibly nervous and scared before our lesson, but in the end, surfing isn't scary. It is just super HARD.
I could barely balance on the board while lying down, yet alone attempt to stand up. But I gave it my all. Okay, maybe not really my all, because I just realized I couldn't do it. I wish I could say that I have some gnarly bruises and cuts, but all I have is achy muscles.
Surfing takes lots of practice. It's really a skill that you have to teach yourself. Do I have the patience to do that? No, nor do I have the muscles.
But hey, at least I can say I went surfing once in my life. Check off my "To Do List Before I Die".
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