Monday, September 24, 2012

Putting on a Wetsuit is a Lot of Work

Today I hurried home after my meeting so I could surf ("surf" defined loosely, since I haven't stood up yet.) My new high heels were slowing me down, so I actually bought a pair of $10 flats so I could speed-walk through the train station.

My bus route home takes me along the beach, so I could see the waves were consistent and the perfect size for me. The sun was starting to set so I probably had an hour before it was too dark. Needless to say, it's a beautiful time to be out on the water. I got off the bus - the last stop on the route - and power walked home so I could change into my wetsuit.

I hate putting on the wetsuit. It takes a long time to squeeze into a body sleeve and I always feel huge. Once it's on, it's all good and magical, but putting on the suit and taking it off is half of the effort of surfing.

I ran most of the way to the beach and was so happy to see there were only two other surfers out in my spot. I started paddling out and was in the water for literally 30 seconds when I heard an alarm go off.


So I didn't get to practice today.

I've been home for about two hours now, and I'm still wearing my wetsuit around my waist. Taking off the legs is the hardest part.

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