Surfing is fun

I had a good Sunday, lots of sunshine and good little waves. Now that I am getting rides, surfing is actually fun again. Because I'm getting better, I'm having more fun with less effort, whereas before as longtime readers can attest, it was mostly all effort and no fun. I don't exhaust myself going for every wave in my determination to learn---that sure didn't work!

My first session Sunday lasted less than an hour, yet because I got a couple of good rides I was satisfied, and eager to go back for more after a long walk on the beach. You know, it's not easy trying to surf on a summer weekend when everyone is sitting there with nothing to do to amuse themselves but call every wave like it's a play in the Superbowl..."Oooh, look at Moe, he goes for it, he missed it!" I try to do well when friends and enemies are watching, but I get self conscious. Still, if I cared that much about how I look, I would never have learned.

I feel really great and have tons of energy. I think I've figured out my body's setpoint or whatever so that I can surf without having to sleep twelve hours afterwards like I used to, or else I've pushed my setpoint a bit. Either way I feel more fit than I have, like, ever, and my weight is staying down where it should be.

Three days surfing in a row and I'm ready for a fourth! Unfortunately I've got some appointments tomorrow I really can't cancel.