Start with Star, end with waves

What a busy weekend! Even though the weekend had a little uncertainty. Going into the weekend, I had such high hopes. Several weeks ago, the surf dude I surf with had asked if I would be at the beach on Saturday to be a part of a ribbon-cutting with the Chamber of Commerce and grand opening of his new surf school. In addition, I had bought tickets to the Galveston Homes Tour so that I could take my mom to see the historical homes in honor of Mother's Day. It's impossible to complete the Homes Tour in just one day. So, my original plan on  Saturday had been to go to my bike ride, cycle 40 miles and then to head to Galveston for the ribbon-cutting before meeting my family to cycle from home to home on the Homes Tour. But as Saturday got closer, it became more and more apparent that some, if not all, of those plans were going to be changed. The weather forecast showed high percentage for a chance of rain. Strong winds were also in the forecast. So the beach Dude decided to call off the ribbon cutting until a later date just in case the weather forecast was correct. I definitely couldn't ride my 40 miles because of the weather (the forecasters were right for a change), so I ended up at the gym where I completed weights and two spin classes. I then took my mom (and dad) to Galveston for the tour. I was able to convince them I needed to drive by the beach, where I found a ton of surfers and beautiful waves!! I was envious of the others in the water, but knew that this weekend was special; something I had planned for my mom for a long time. So, I didn't surf. I saw the others, but just knew that there would be other days for surfing in my future.

Sunday brought new possibilities. Earlier in the week, I had registered for my first duathlon, which would be held early Sunday morning at a park on the northeast side of Houston. It would start at 7 a.m. and be over by 8:30, but I would still have the long drive back to my house and need to clean up before going to the tour to finish seeing all the homes. I debated whether I should do the "du" or not, but in the end decided that I would be better off not doing it, even though it meant I would lose the $80 registration fee. Instead, I thought I would go to the 7 a.m. yoga class on the beach, ride over to Star Drug Store for breakfast before meeting up with my parents to finish the tour. And, that's what I did, and my husband decided to join me (even though he isn't much of a "yoga" guy)! The day was wonderful. I brought my swimsuit with the hopes that there would be waves and I could surf, although I wasn't convinced that I would. However, when I saw the dude driving down Market Street just as we were all heading back to our vehicles after the tour (we rode from home to home by bike), I decided to chase him down. It was 4:30 and he said the waves were still fantastic, so we agreed to meet back at the beach at 5 p.m. for a late afternoon surf session. I didn't have a lot of time and decided that I would spend only 45 minutes surfing. It wouldn't be long enough, but it was all the time I had. I was so glad that I did. The waves were small, but very clean. I was able to get one ride after the other...nice, wonderful rides. I used the dude's 9'6" "Hurricane" board, which was perfect for these waves. He said that I surfed real well. I felt pretty good since several people were out, but only B and I caught waves consistently. I love surfing, especially on days like this.

My mom was gone by the time I started surfing, but I'm sure she would have been happy for me. I think she had a wonderful Mother's Day. I know I did.

And even though she had nothing to do with the waves, I still must say Thanks Mom!