The week we were in Florida also happened to be….
Grace – petrified of Alligators, Elevators and doing any kind of house work – LOVES shark week. Every night she would watch show after show about vicious shark attacks. And the next day we would get up and go to the beach.
I tried not to let it show but I was a little nervous in the water. Which is unusual for me, I love the ocean. I tried to keep my back towards shore, keep my eye in the water at all times.
I have always wanted to rent a SUP (that is cool speak for Stand Up Paddle Board) and had even heard people do their yoga practice on one. As a yoga instructor this sounded like a fun challenge.
One afternoon we rented a SUP and we were able to go a little further into the water than I normally do. I didn’t find the SUP too hard when I was the only one on it but most of the time I had a kid hitching a ride. This makes it a little more challenging. But we need to be clear here, the only cool moves I did on the SUP were 1. stand up and 2. fall down.
They give you this nice paddle, oar like thing. It was very useful in maneuvering the SUP. Al I could think about though was “can I beat up a shark with this bad boy”.
I thought it was really fun but the next day I couldn’t walk. My back and legs were so sore. So much for being a gym rat. I think the shark would have won. My kids weren’t worried…they can swim. Question is, would they have save me? Good thing I didn’t have to find out.