I'm going surfing, someday.
Recently on Twitter, BloggingDangerously tweeted the question "If you could be anyplace in the world for 2 weeks, where would it be?" I responded "Hawaii so that I could learn how to surf like I have wanted to since I was a little girl". It then kept popping into my head how I have wanted to do this for so long. I then realised that I don't have any personal goals that are just for me and about me. I have the goal of raising my boys to be the best people they can be. I sometimes have career goals, but those are not real goals for me, they help me to keep going at my job.
I have wanted to surf for ever. I love being in the water and I really love the ocean, I have been known to spend hours just floating in the warm salt water when I have been down south. I like to go fast (ask almost anyone who has been in a car I was driving), and I have a bit of the daredevil in me, even though I often logic myself out of really risky stuff.
Years ago when I pictured myself surfing I did picture myself in a bikini, but now after two babies and 2 c-sections, it might be a one-piece or a wet-suit. I also pictured myself single and hanging out dancing and drinking the evenings away, and it is quite possible that when I do get there that I might have 2 little boys in tow and maybe won't be able to party all night. I've always associated surfing with Hawaii, but maybe it will be California or Australia. It doesn't matter if the picture of how I will look or who I am with, or where changes, it is the doing it that matters.
So now I have a personal goal of going surfing. I have even started getting ready. About 7 years ago, I did some research on learning to surf and read that you should be in pretty good shape and be up to 100 push ups a day to handle all the dog paddling. So I have started a push up regimen. I am going to start paying attention and copying my son since he has great balance and recovery. I believe he gets his awesome physical abilities from me (go ahead and disagree exHusband), and that I have just forgotten how to use my body as well as he does.
I feel good, something for me alone about me alone.
I'm surprised you didn't talk about surfing with your ex, did he not fit into all of your dreams?
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading and for your intetest.
ReplyDeleteI did incorporate my ex into my dream. Early in our relationship I pictured us learning to surf together. Later, I used to picture me surfing while he was hanging out with local artists sharing gossip and techniques then spending the night together on the beach.
But the point of this, is that it is a goal for me, and it doesn't matter how it happens. I need to have something that is for me and about me.