I had a big accomplishment last weekend. I got up wake-boarding for the first time. The only thing is, that once I got up, I didn’t want to be up anymore. I wanted to be in the boat, where it was safe. The older I get, the more I realize what a scaredy-cat I am when it comes to sports where you can hurt yourself… which is also a hindrance to me ever getting better at those sports. Love land, hate pain. That’s my new mantra, and here’s the visual:
And then? Faceplant. Ouch. Nothing like shaking your brain against your skull. Not to worry. I’ll try it again, but next time I’m wearing a helmet.