Over the years, I have had lots of injuries. Skating, surfing, mostly smaller things except for my elbow (shattered, dislocated), some water on both knee's, ear troubles.
Cuts to the feet that didn't heal for months.
As I sat moaning in the hot tub on Saturday, I thought about what it would take to get me out of the water.
I am getting old.
Not older, just old.
Lose my legs...nope, still can ride a sponge.
Lose my arms and legs?
Call me Bob.
So short of death, nothing will keep me from the paddle out.
I ain't blowing a horn to say I am core, no.
Just trying to express how much I love surfing.
All of it.
Even the pain.
Going to be a slow week here which is good.
Crystal was laid off from her job so things will tighten up a little.
Especially after we spent all of that dough on the house recently.
Oops.
Timing is everything.
We will be fine, Crystal will find something else to do.
Nurse!
Right.
Well, off to start the day, lunches to be made, critters need the morning feed thing and I
need to get some ice on the knee soon
No worries.
Just call me bob.
Have a good week.
See ya.
