I am so stoked about this month. I have to admit that's it's not completely outside of my comfort zone, but I figure that after diving with sharks, playing in net, and surrounding myself with small children, I earned a "me" month. This month's goal is something not completely foreign to me, but rather involves one of my favorite summer activities. However, in keeping with the theme of this year-long project, I will be pushing myself beyond my limits and meeting someone very special. In addition, I have a partner this month. Ev. He's in. I guess it's not a "me" month but an "us" month. Yay us! Speaking of us, Ev and I had one of those hectic, frantic weeks where nothing seems to run smoothly.
Exhibit A:
I awoke to Ev's phone alarm on Wednesday morning.
Me: What time is it?
Ev: 5:10
Me: why did your alarm go off at 5:10 (we usually get up at 6:45)
Ev: I don't know
(We both fall back asleep for like 2 minutes until I roll over and look at my alarm clock)
Me (frantic): Ev! it's 7:20! Get up! Why did you think it was 5:10?
Ev (looking closely at watch): Oh. We're 510 meters above sea level.
Me: super helpful
Sometimes I feel like Ev and I are passing ships in the night. Real life is hectic and stressful and every now and then I feel like we fall into this lame, scripted pattern: "How was your day?" "meh. You?" "Meh. " "well, love you. good night.""yep." Sucky. Especially since I think Ev is so cool...and we are capable of having so much fun together. So that's what makes this month extra special. Ev and I are working together on this one. And we get to "play."
Well...somehow, someway, we've managed to score lessons with The 6 time world Wakesurfing Champion, Drew Danielo, in Florida at the end of March! Can I get a whoot whoot! When Drew confirmed our dates and I pressed, "purchase" on expedia for those flights, I fist pumped. That's right. Fist pumped. My first instinct was to grab my vintage white samsung cell phone that everyone loves to mock (leave me alone. I just learned how to text message like 9 months ago) and send a text to Ryan. Shit. That is just the WORST feeling in the world. It's that feeling when you suddenly remember that...he's gone. I just so badly needed to share my exciting news with him. He would have LOVED it! I needed a "Ryan" text. I needed his high-pitched squeally girl voice exclaiming, "F'n Gnarly!" or "Rad!" At that moment, it suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks. I would never get a "Ryan" text again. I took half and hour and cried. I miss him. Ryan was "into" so many things: skateboarding, fishing, diving, quading, surfing, music, wakesurfing, etc, etc, etc. I think that's why he had such a diverse group of friends. Every friend of Ryan felt like they had a "thing" with him. Wakesurfing was our "thing". He loved it just as much as we did. We'd have a beer and discuss the shape of the wave for hours. He would have received my text, responded with pure uncensored excitement, and then immediately booked his flight to join us for these lessons. I know he would have.
I figured my longboarding buddy, Randy, would appreciate the magnitude of my news so I sent him a text explaining our upcoming lessons with Drew. Randy pulled through:
"Dope! How did you set up that dealeo?"
It was exactly what I needed to hear. Thanks, Randy! :)
So yes, we will be receiving wakesurfing lessons from Drew on March 28 and 29 at his own private lake near Venice, Florida. Oh my god, I just hyperventilated.
One of these things is NOT like the other:
Ev shreddin' the gnar |
super steazy |
drew has a better camera angle |
This vid is one my favorites. Drew's at the end but he's worth waiting for....notice there's no lady riders. Pick me! Pick me!
You asked for it early in the blog, so here it is:
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The "how was your day?" "It was a day. How'd your day go?" "It went." dialogue is one I know well.
ReplyDeleteand w00t w00t to your wakesurfing lessons!
They say that grieving is the process of getting used to the fact that someone you love is gone. I think the process of wanting to talk to this person and understanding you will never be face to face with them ever again is something not understood by those who haven't ever lost someone. Maybe text him anyway? (Oh woe to the person who ended up with that number...) or find another way: you have an awesome support system and good people who love you who will understand the process you are going through.
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The one who doesn't cry.
Thanks kids! I'm pumped...gotta go, Ev's got me on a tight training regime. NO.TIME.TO.WASTE.
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