Patience, recovery, and rehab…
I teach it. I preach it. I skipped it.
Lil’ Red’s whispers grew in my ear.
Echoing, bellowing,
“Let’s go to the river,” He shouted.
I ventured out for a short stand up paddle boarding session today. Tie down straps did not work, the launch fees increased from 3 to 10 dollars. The crowd started by 9AM when the grounds used to be ghostly until closer to 10:30.
My legs were shaky and my balance faulty. There were no falls or splashes. It was clear that I had skimped on my preparation. My flexibility was surprisingly constrained when transitioning from kneeling to standing. The muscles in both feet have been spoiled. A few minutes later, I was back on shore.
It was nice to be back out on the water!
With new exercises in mind, I put Lil’ Red away for another day.
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