New year’s resolutions, goals and intentions are great aren’t they? Write a list of stuff you want to achieve in a single year, crack on and do them. But for someone like me who loves to create lists, I often get a bit carried away and put far too much stuff down. Then after a few weeks, I beat myself up for having failed on most of my resolutions well before the end of January.
Last year, I avoided making a list and had more of a mantra in mind. I found a quote which really resonated with me about being curious and having adventures. I’m not sure if that approach was a bit half arsed but it worked. I had lots of adventures, explored a fair bit of Cornwall and had a fantastic time.
I’m not sure how I let December pass by without a single blog post. I guess sometimes I just don’t feel it, and I’m not a blogger who churns out 2 or 3 posts a week to keep the numbers up or get more followers. I write and post stuff because I want to, not because I should.
Whilst I temporarily ducked out of blog land, here’s what I’ve been up to;
Surfing in the UK in the winter is hard. Scraping ice off your car, getting changed on a freezing car park and jumping into the icy cold sea isn’t for the faint hearted but at the same time, it’s an exhilarating experience.
I’ve surfed in some pretty cold conditions but with the right kit, warm clothes and a few little added extras, it makes the whole thing a lot more bearable!
I’m an honest person. I don’t believe in bullshit or painting a rosy picture when I’m having a crap time. I’m also a realist, and knew that uprooting my life and moving it 200 miles away was never going to be easy, but I knew with all my heart that it was the right thing to do.
This is a very honest post about my rollercoaster first year of living in Cornwall.
I feel like I’m on the cusp of change which is pretty appropriate given the time of year and the change of seasons. It’s a good opportunity to set some new goals and intentions, and do things a bit differently to how I usually approach winter (which is hibernate!)
It’s the end of a busy season here and my summer job will soon come to an end. Luckily I’m fixed up with some winter work which will free up my daytimes to focus on my freelance work and surf!
So far Autumn’s produced some fantastic surf and it’s an incredible time of year to be in Cornwall. The line-up’s so much quieter, the weather’s still relatively warm and with a pretty focused surf goal in my mind, I’m fired up to get in as much as possible.
September’s always been my favourite month – the turn of the season, the morning bite in the air, and wrapping up in cosy jumpers. Plus the small fact that it’s my birthday month!
This September has been really amazing! It’s a lot quieter now in Cornwall but we’ve had hot sunny days and plenty of swell. I’ve also had 3 lots of visitors from the Midlands. It’s been crazy busy but a great opportunity to tick some more items off the Cornwall bucket list!
The day after my first ever solo surf, I met up with Charlotte from Float Stories and her other half. We ummed and ahhed over surfing Fistral but it was a bit big so I suggested heading into Newquay bay for some smaller waves. Both Charlotte and I are self-confessed scaredy cats – comfortable out the back in about 2ft maximum but anything above that, forget it.
For ages I’ve had this ‘thing’ about surfing alone. Not an ‘I love it’ thing, but a total mental block.
I’ll check the forecast, see good waves and think “right, I’ll go for a surf”…and that’s as far as it goes. It’s like I’m stuck to the chair or there’s an invisible shield that prevents from leaving the house.
Typical fear reaction!
I’ve spoken to people about it and tried to work out why I feel so scared. I thought it was primarily fear of getting stuck in a rip and not trusting myself to get out of difficulty, but on lifeguarded beaches that should be far from my mind.
Then during a conversation this week, it really hit me (or maybe I just didn’t want to admit it until that point) – I’m totally self-conscious.
Woah….where did that go?!
I can’t believe it’s September. The Autumn swells are rolling in and summer came and went in a crazy busy blink of an eye.
As first summers in Cornwall go, it’s been amazing.
In between work, I’ve made the most of the long hot days by surfing, building up a pretty impressive wetsuit tan and exploring my relatively new home.