After today, I can actually say that I am content. In my last post, I spoke about all the fun I’ve had this season, from spending time with family to getting out on the water. Just before the day started, I made a plan to grab breakfast, gather up my paddleboard and dry bag, and hit the water. Mind you, this was a spur of the moment kind of thing and I was not about to skip out this time. I started off at 630a that morning. With the sun barely in the sky. I drove over to the landing and just my luck, there was an available parking space waiting just for me. After pumping up my board and locking everything up, I got on my board and headed upstream.
The waters were very calm, the temperature was just right, and I even saw a couple of baby turtles off on a sandbar. Just started crying out, so I continued on. I paddled for about 20 minutes upstream and just sat on my board. There I had my breakfast and latte as I allowed the river to slow carry me back downstream. I should’ve just laid out after that, but I noticed not only was I being carried back down, I was also being pulled inward.
Nevertheless, it was still a calming experience. I hate that I didn’t take it out more often, because I was steadily waiting for people to come join me. BUT, I will say this. I will never skip on an experience again, just because no one would tag along. I never was like that (to wait on people), but because we are dealing with a large body of water, I would’ve been smart to wait. Never again. I’m learning more and more as I get older, that it’s ok doing things by myself and I should never feel uncomfortable about it. Just because I am alone, doesn’t mean that I am lonely. That’s where I’ll end this post (on a good note).
