Saturday paddle

After a relatively boring Friday (conditioning, walking, walking, and lots of walking...) that wasn't really worth blogging, this morning I went out for a brisk paddle with my club crew. It was an amazing to be out on the water. I was intrigued that I have forgotten how to paddle, and forgotten how much I loved paddling. It was not until today that I realised paddling is, my sport of choice. Running, swimming, crossfit, dancing (insert the next distraction) I all love, but at the end of the day I will always come back to outriggers paddling.

It’s a strange love affair – you love it, but you cannot stay with it all the time. However, you will, somehow, always go back to it. A bit like, family...umm...

The water was so calm this morning, with some headwinds on the way back, but no dramas. I was on a heavy 25KG canoe (doesn’t seem much when I am doing oly lifts, but it’s a lot when you are dragging it over many Ks…). I struggled to find rhythm today, but it is a leisurely paddle so I get away with been crappy ha ha.

And the perfect way to wind up the glorious morning is with an egg benedict with smoke salmon for brunch.