Two weeks ago, the stars aligned (good weather, time, mood, no one better than me on the course) and I went for a paddle at the stadium in my slalom boat.
Although I really enjoyed messing about and being on the water, I think I'm hardwired to try to perfect everything if I'm paddling in a slalom boat.
So last week I got in a plastic boat. It helped that I was paddling with a severely hung over friend, which would have been entertaining enough, but I had a whale of a time. Seriously. I caught myself just laughing because I was happy pratting about and getting worked. I think I was laughing just because smiling wasn't cutting it.
Oh, and the Jackson Happy Feet system is soooo much better than slalom foot pegs.
So this weekend I'll see be in plastic again. I can't embarrass myself more than last week. I was, after all, mostly giggling to myself in holes/eddies/waves.
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