Even the hood didnt stop the ice cream headache
The past few months have been hard. My head has been all over the place and the only thing keeping me going has been the thought of another surf trip.
It has been 9 months since our crazy day trip to Croyde and last week, we went again for a couple of days. I would like to be able to say that since last July, I have hit the gym, done lots of swimming and got myself surf fit, but the reality is that I went swimming on and off for about 4 weeks. Then we moved house, the winter set in and that was the end of project surf fit.
You would think that I would have learnt from the last trip, because I encountered the same problems this time. No stamina and no strength, although this time at least I didn’t blame the surfboard!
It was a different experience surfing in April as the sea temperature was still pretty chilly so it was winter wetsuits, hoods, boots and gloves all round. I really, really thought this would put me off surfing for good but it didn’t. It more exhilarating strangely, even though I did encounter an ‘ice cream headache’ when a wave crashed over my head, water seeping into the hood. I totally understood why surfers go out in the depths of winter.
Heading back up the M5 I was in tears. I didn’t want to go home, back to the realities that we were waiting for me back in Wolverhampton. But it was during that journey home that my husband (a born-again eternal optimist) presented me with the words I needed to hear. That this was possible, on a regular basis – we could live the dream. Throughout the summer months, we could aim for once a month surf trips. Yes, the money would be tight but we could make it work and if it was something we both really wanted to do, it was a case of making it happen and making some sacrifices (for me, staying out of clothes shops). It was like a lightbulb moment and I wanted to do everything I could to make sure that the light didn’t go out
But one thing was certain – we both had to get fit!