With both Shelley and Ellen kayaking recently, I was reminded of the adventure that started it all for me. I went here and did this.
I had a trip scheduled back to my 20th reunion in the summer of 1999. It was this trip that prompted my final journey to dropping a lot of weight. I began this journey December 17, 1998 at 257. Sometime in the early spring, I ran across these kayak adventures. I wanted to go. No one in my family wanted to go with me. Everyone seemed to poke a lot of fun at my desire to go do this. But I really, really did. And so I started "working out" just a little bit. I went to the gym with some regularity and worked on my upper body strength. I was scared to do this. I had visions of drowning in the stupid thing. Eskimo rolls of death.
When I got to Washington, I tried to recruit the folks there to go with me. No one was interested. Again with the laughing. But I perservered. I went to join this outing as a solo traveler. And what a blessing that turned out to be - I got to paddle with one of the guides! It was an AMAZING experience. I can't seem to put my hand on what few pictures I have of the adventure, but the pictures depicted on the webpage are very true to what I saw. It was an amazing, amazing experience. Both peaceful and exhilerating at the same time. To be able to feel the water being displaced under the kayak as an orca swam under? There is no feeling like it.
It was that experience that started my quest - mostly to be able to DO things as opposed to look a certain way. I am still motivated more by doing an activity that I love doing.
Thanks, ladies, for reminding just how cool kayaking can be!
I did not spend my $10 tonight. I tried, but couldn't find a "housedress" that would work for me for any price. Stein Mart was having a great sale - and I carted around a couple of adorable jackets, but ended up putting them back. So I did get some benefit - I killed some time window shopping. I've got a couple other places in mind to look. Maybe by tomorrow I'll have another day's worth of moolah! I'm looking forward to venturing back into strapless bra territory.
I've had a horrible history with the straplesses. Mostly they ended up as belts. Pebbles tells me the technology has improved. We shall see.
There are some great suggestions for Chicken Names. Tallulah is a personal favorite - Willis child aside. I almost chose that as my net de plume, but didn't. I do think that it needs to be preserved for something really special, however. I'm loving the Shakira, too. The decision will make itself known.
Official temperature yesterday? 111. OMFG - too damned hot. We've now got an office pool going on when we think the streak will end. I foresee the summer of 1980's 42 days going down in flames - or up in flames.
Today promises to be a very stressful day. Lunch will be out of my control at a workshop, so I will have to make extra efforts to continue the streak.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. What adventure speaks to you?