I've blogged about patience previously. The waiting game and whatnot. How our anxiety can overpower other emotions. Wishing we had waited - when the wind dies down and our arms are exhausted. But we've been getting better. More willing to wait. Taking our time. It ain't easy, though. The first thing you wanna do following four hours in an automobile is anything aside from sit. So you throw on your suit and paddle out, sometimes without even looking at the ocean. And don't even try to tell me you've never done that before! I see you. Lately, though, I've had the pleasure of patience. Eating a big breakfast, drinking a cup of coffee, waiting for the waves or the wind to pick up (or die down). And when we do finally decide to don our suits and drag our surfboards down the beach, it's almost always worth the wait. Sorta like Saturday.
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