Taking a fresh breath

The early hours of morning in November are glorious. Light beams early and the chance to surf before work is present once again. I posted a new examiner article today. You can read it by clicking on the following title Surfing: taking a fresh breath. I felt in the mood to talk about taking a look at things from a different angle, a new approach. With the small surf that has fallen upon our coast for the last week or so I have been riding a longboard and a few different boards just so I can go out and get wet. Often in the past when I performed this act of leaving my shortboard at home, I did so in somewhat of mocking manners. I never really gave the boards a full chance to ride them as they were, as the waves allowed, and often goofed around on the larger vessels. Lately though, especially in the last two weeks, I have paid attention to the boards, tried to ride them for what they are instead of doing headstands and just wishing I was on my shortboard. And, to no surprise I have had a blast trying to ride the nose, feeling the rails, and being content on whatever craft is underneath my feet instead of longing for another.
Hope all is well.