Tex wrote:Today should have been the day for me....had the green light for dawn patrol, I knew the high pressure was going to set up some ideal conditions for this old man, I knew I would probably get some peaks mostly to myself. And yet, I didnt pull the trigger. I am tired, been full time dad with the boys home on Christmas break, been at hockey rinks almost every day, been trying to get some extra work done at work during the dead period. Also, wanted to maybe catch the last Seahawk's game of the year.
Plus I was lazy, do I really want to get up that early, was up too late playing Madden on my son's new X-Box. Plus I put on way to much weight from all the holiday meals.
I know that by getting out today I would have felt alive, rejuvenated, amped to be dropping in to some slick little ramps. I knew all of that and yet, I crapped out.
So I am ending 2017 with the lowest number of surf days in a year ever. Yup, I have officially hit rock bottom OSP. Its dark down here....good thing it cant get any worse than 2017....well, maybe it could be, I could actually surf zero days in 18.
I was thinking about how the cycles I go through with surfing. Sometimes you're in tune with when and where to go and surfing as well as you can. Your schedule lines up with good waves, you've got some spots dialed in, your feeling fit, your quiver stokes you and you have a good friend/ crew dragging you out to surf. Other times you can go months when nothing comes together properly. Your days off never line up with good surf and when they do motivation is low, you blow it on spot choice/ timing, not feeling your boards, gone up a wetsuit size, injury...
This is all accentuated when you live 80 miles inland with a job, family and all that other shite...
You'll ride it out, Tex. shite always comes back around. Just be ready for it when it does.