The sunburn on my shoulders and forehead is still red and achy. I can’t believe I did this to myself….
Last weekend, Maggie and Jan decided to take advantage of an opening in their calendar and called to say they wanted us to join them for a day at the beach. We all knew it was our last chance before the move, so we did. It was the perfect day – mid to high eighties, cool breeze off the water and waves big enough to play in but not so rough that there was much danger of being rolled on the beach.
And play we did. After not too much time in the sun we headed for the water. Once we passed the beach break and got “used” to the water temperature, we went out to shoulder deep water to ride the waves. I’m not sure what it is about wave bobbing that makes me so very happy but it surely does. I even turned to another woman about my age doing the bob and remarked that it was my favorite thing in the whole world. And, at that moment it was. It was as if I’d become ageless. I was me at 55 but also me at 35 and 15 all at the same time. I was weightless – which is a good thing at any age.
Just what is it about the bob that is so addictive? As I jumped through a wave, I was already looking forward to the next. As my body tired, I still wanted more. Time was irrelevant. The world revolved around me and the unending supply of waves.
This is how I got the sunburn. It was totally worth it.
Contrary to health advisories, this aging mermaid stands by her credo: there is no such thing as too much sun or too much surf ! How great that you all had such a perfect day.