A friend of mine asked me to go SUP (stand up paddling) on the river with her; she said it would be fun.
Okay.
So as I looked around town for board shorts (in a town known worldwide for wind & water sports) all I found were clothes for size 7 and below.
A red flag went up – why is it that only small people do this sport??? Maybe there’s a reason there are no larger sizes. And I flashed back to a time when a friend of mine said to me “Hey, why don’t you become a WA State Volleyball Referee with me? It’ll be fun” and I’m here to tell you that being a volleyball referee is NOT what I would call fun.
All of a sudden “fun” and “personal perspective” loomed in front of me and I realized I didn’t know what “fun” meant to Yvonne, therefore I had no idea what I was really in for. Yikes!
But out we went and as she gracefully stood up on her board and said something about it being easy, I stood up. You know that wobble when things can either get under control or go out of control?
Yeah….I went out of control, bounced off the back of my board and right into the water. I stood up, tried again (while Yvonne was doubled over laughing, still in graceful balance I might add) and with wobbly knees we paddled off into the river. I went down again, of course, but I’m here to say that it was fun and thankfully those boards are very forgiving and supportive.
Perhaps like life.