I love to Stand Up Paddle. I fantasize about having my own board, hoisting it up on my car, and taking off to paddle anywhere and everywhere. I imagine a wardrobe of rash guards, and maybe a special pair of Cudas or Tevas, just for my new life on my board. And a paddle. Oh, a paddle. My very own, extra-long paddle, made especially for a woman of Amazonian height.
...before you die?
Downer of a question? Or the only question?
I’m blessed to have some particularly fantastic men in my life. With my incredible husband, sons, and brothers, my wonderful my brother-in-law, nephews, and friends, and the memory of very special, very loving father – I’ve won the lottery of great men.
But this post is not for them. Sorry, guys. This one is for my gurls.
