Relative Something

Weather held just long enough yesterday for us to get primary tasks of our opening weekend accomplished up here at the vacation home association of Wildwood Lodge Club. Then it rained. Not constantly, but enough to deter further effort toward chores.

All the toys of summer are pulled out of storage, given a cleaning, and distributed to the beach or boat house. Inflatables are inflated, and surfaces are cleared of cobwebs. It is funny to witness the kid’s reactions to suddenly being exposed to all these fun devices. There is a certain amount of “see toy, play with toy,” which occurs, yet the parents aren’t too inspired about getting involved in water sports with the day overcast and the water temps still rather chilly.

With the onset of rainfall, many folks headed to town for a movie matinee.

I snapped a few shots of the new room being added to the cabin before being chased in by the rain. Then I happily succumbed to a nap that was pulling on my eyelids.

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After my nap, there was a wonderful window of opportunity to try, for the very first time, a stand-up paddle board. It was a bit of a psychological challenge to overcome the nervousness of standing up  on a watercraft, and I was struggling with the aspect of trying a physical activity for the very first time. My muscles don’t have any reference on what action I am trying to get them to do, so what happens is, they all try to fire at once.

I was very tense on the surface, with my toes desperately working to grasp the board with everything they had to maintain a “safe” perch. I think it will be easier when the water isn’t cold and I’m willing to fall in,  if I lose my balance.

Regardless the initial stress, it was a fun activity that I’m pretty sure my muscles will figure it out with some repetition, which will allow me to relax and get a little core exercise while standing up on the water. It is a weird feeling.