Memories in Hawaii
During this last trip I learned to paddle board. For me it was like riding a bike. When I first learned to ride a bike, I fell down a lot. It sucked. I couldn't do it. It was a day of frustration. The same on the paddle board. A lot of falling, and I had to stop when I was too tired to pull up onto the board anymore. The second day, something inside my brain clicked and I was up within minutes. Just like the bike. I learned: to look forward, not down, the paddle is suppose to be in what looks like the backwards position, I want to work out more when I get home, I was glad I didn't pay for a lesson, that when I was tired, I could sit down and paddle, and I didn't care ever about what anyone thought. There was one day, I paddled way too far. I kept head up, watching the houses that were just down the beach from my condo. Learned some new places to try and snorkel. When I turned around to come back, I was way out...