Calm

Husband and I took a trip over Labor Day weekend. It wasn’t a long one as we were only gone about 56 hours, but it was a necessary one. We went to hang out with some of my family in Panama City Beach, Florida. The weather was wonderful. The seafood was plentiful. The sunburn was all over my back. Good times.

It’s easy to get caught up in the day-to-day grind without realizing that you’ve given more of yourself to the world than what exists. At those times, take a break. Take a trip. Have a cup of tea. Go for a run. Do what you need to do to get your head back on straight.

Going to beach is like that for me. This trip was perfectly times as I just started school for the semester and husband is scheduled to go on a business trip in a few days. I was able to spend time with people who love and accept me just as I am and I recharged my batteries.

#KayakingIsFun

The friend that is learning how to whitewater kayak with me and I have started using the Twitter tag of #kayakingisfun to talk about our kayaking adventures; it’s fun to see what we say from week to week.

One of the girls at the social last night brought her video camera and shared a few of the videos she took with us. Here’s the set of three. I know I’m in the first one and you can see me in the background of the second one. I’m the person wearing the dark orange/reddish helmet with bare arms. The Potomac was really low yesterday, but we had a good time. I chuckled as I remembered how hard paddling seemed six weeks ago compared to now. Now I feel like I’m gliding effortlessly through the water.

Kayaking is fun.

Nose plugs are a good idea

Valley Mill Kayak School’s social sessions are a great way to work on skills and I went tonight to see if I could get more instruction on how to roll.

The evening started out well as there were only four “students” (including me) and the instructor. The instructor was one of the teachers at the second class I took two weeks ago, but I didn’t have the opportunity to work with him then.

After two hours of him patiently trying to teach me the rolling basics, I now consider him my favorite instructor. I spent so much time floundering in the water and regretted leaving my nose plugs at home. I found it difficult to pay attention to his instructions when I was self-conscious about water streaming out of my nose and sinuses for what felt like an eternity. I’m still not there with rolls, but my paddling skills are improving and my fundamentals that will make rolls easier are getting better too. I consider it a good session when I’m still laughing as I haul the kayak up the hill away from the water to the trailer after a humbling two-hour session.

I’m already looking forward to next Saturday.