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Sometimes, especially
as I'm training for my
marathon, I might be safer
riding one of these. |
Last Wednesday evening I decided I needed some time in the water. Surf reports weren't bad so I loaded up after work and drove to 36th street and Seawall. The waves were a little bit of a mess, but, after all, it's May in Galveston, Texas. These kind of waves is what is expected this time of year. I made my way down to the rough and tumble surf, went out and caught a wave right away. The session lost its charm after that. I would catch a wave every now and then, but many times I misjudged when the waves were heading my way. I would either think they were coming through nice and strong, paddle for them and then be disappointed, or I wouldn't think they were going to form and watch fairly nice waves pass me by. I got caught on the inside early on and wiped out 'causing me and the board to separate and the board to pop in the air and land much too close to my foot and leg, and, in fact, hit my foot. Although I felt pain at the time of the accident, it wasn't until I ran 20 miles two days later that I realized I might have done some damage. My foot has been swollen since that time. Timing is bad for me to have a swollen foot since I'm only approximately three weeks from running in my first full marathon.
The foot didn't slow me down though. I cycled on Saturday, surfed again on Sunday, and completed the three-day Memorial Day weekend with a bike ride on Monday. My Sunday surf session might have been slightly more successful than my Wednesday surf session. I caught some waves despite the fact that the waves were a jumbled mess. I ran into a couple of surf buddies who I hadn't seen in awhile, which made the surf session even more fun. I kept noticing my foot though, which would swell up pretty big by evening. I think it is only severely bruised, but I'm certainly going to keep an eye on it.
I have several major things going on around me in life these days. Sometimes I just need to surf or ride or run to work through it. I'm losing a dear friend who is moving to another country. I hope we can continue to be close despite the distance. I've got a lot of change going on right now, so the timing of her move seems wrong for me and yet, seems consistent with an ever-changing world. I hope the timing is right for her!
