I haven't been surfing since the rescue debacle. STILL waiting for the b***dy wetsuit, allegedly here next week (or maybe the week after :-(). At least it's not windy this weekend, even though the SW got pounded earlier in the week.
Maybe the thing that's killing me is the gym! Joined the local gym, Fitness First, which includes three personal trainer sessions. It's hard work, but I've been to gyms before and this is pretty good. A corporate deal through work helps! So tomorrow I'm going to meet Steve, who is also the trainer for my mate Mick, with whom I've been cycling for years. I've been down a couple of times already, lots of gear, not too crowded. Good. Ouch.
And today I drove to London and picked up the futon. Finally something works out. Looks great. Installed it in the van, and it is COMFORTABLE!! Makes it look lived in and cosy too.
Oh, yes, and just in case there's no wind and no chance of it, I've booked a week in Dahab... 21-28 Nov - how bad of me is that? After all that blather about it (boring, blah blah)! But now it's different, I have perspective and need some practice on smaller boards in flat water with good wind. Cribby is doing two weeks worth of courses there at the same time, like he did when I was there last year. Pity I didn't think of it earlier, he's an excellent teacher. Might have some sessions with Rob Horne though,the local guy.
But this insurftivity is KILLING ME!!!
