Morning Paddle

I went for a paddle the other morning. That’s right…a paddle. Most surfers would have gone surfing, but a paddle is all I'm capable of. This paddle was pretty exciting. Not as exciting as I hoped, but it was the first time I got on a surfboard in almost a year. Any surfer reading this just cringed. Yea, I know. I wish admitting there is nothing I can do about that would make me feel better. Not the case. It was nice to get in the ocean and feel the familiar muscle burn of a good session. Unfortunately that burn came after about two and a half minutes of paddling and zero waves ridden. I am definitely looking forward to a solid knee again, eventually, hopefully in the not too distant future, but this whole ridiculously out of shape thing is going to be the next challenge.