I am a total soul surfer, who doesn’t currently surf. I want to be a total soul surfer that does. I dream about surfing. I watch all of the surf movies. I know the lingo. But my body (and my self-doubt) has kept me from getting out in the waves.
When I was in high school my buddy Paul and I went surfing a every now and again. I really enjoyed getting out there and being surrounded by ocean. I was never good at it, but I loved it none-the-less.
I always felt like I was too big to really keep my balance, like my center of gravity was too high. That may have been mental, but it kept me from trying too hard. As I grew larger and larger my self-doubt increased as well as my fear of taking my shirt off in front of people. It kept me out of the water.
I vowed that I would one day conquer those issues. But then I gave up because I thought I would always be too heavy to do it.
Well, now that I am bent and determined to lose 100 pounds or more I am more than motivated to re-establish my goal of getting out and catching a wave. Or two. Or three.
There is a group of guys from my church that go out every Friday morning for dawn patrol. I plan to join them before the end of summer.
It’s time to drop the Wavy Lays and drop into some killer waves.