This is an effort to post every day… So will be as inoffensive as possible, hopefully a reminder that lifes’ pratfalls are pratfalls, that I am indeed lucky to have a great family, that pratfalls can bring a smile or wry grin to all.
So. After the other day on/in the water*, I realise that besides looking after the kids/cars/house/bank accounts/bills/working or stooging around through the web, that I need to get some upper arm strength. And better general fitness.
In other words, get back steel tendoned forearms, bulging biceps and a six-pack. All so I can lift the dang sail out of the water after falling in on a muffed gybe (jibe) and then the gentle breeze can then do its job of catapulting me up past the other sailors. Not catapulting!- That’s a bad choice of words really and a bad predicament- ask my ribs from that trick two years ago!
I mean- SPEEDING past everyone else- who are just slogging through the water, hahahha.
But I will need a new job as the newer equipment is a tad dear at the mo, unless 2nd hand stuff appears. However- I do have the measuring device(data logger gps), some good-ish sailing gear (older than ten years) and a roomy van for transport and camping!
So I need to get fitter. Because I like either flat water and a nice brisk breeze from the south west over Shallow Inlet, Victoria.
*When I was eleven to fourteen, I was in a group that met every Friday night. This has left me with great memories. There was a game of In the River/On the bank/On the River/In the Bank. The leader of the game rang out one of four phrases- and the game was to not be left In The Bank or On the River. Imagine twenty or thirty kids jumping up onto bench seats and down to a wooden floor of a hall, located on the beach. As quickly as possible or with a “On the (pause)….”. The winner was the last one left who got it all right. And got a lolly ( or a sweet).