How I became hooked on SUP

It went like this: the last time I wrote in my sorely neglected blog was in anticipation of going to the Big Island, my spiritual home, to enjoy 8 days of sun and fun for Samir's big 49th birthday, and to finally experience Stand Up Paddle.

And experience I did! The couple months of SUP-related training along with 60+ days of visualizing holding steady on a board ended up having a decent pay off since standing on a board was quick. To say I fell in love with this sport is an understatement as I liken myself more to junky/addict status which makes sense considering my OCD tendencies. What really transpired during my handful of SUP experiences in Hawaii was the rediscovery of a young girl undaunted by getting her feet into just about any body of water.

3 months later, on the eve of what has been a completely delightful 52nd birthday, I write to say I'm about to prep for the maiden voyage of the East Bay SUP MeetUp group which I started to fill a void until I'm able to return to warm waters. Not only did I fall completely in love with SUP while in Hawaii but I've proven I'm willing to don a wetsuit to SUP in the Bay Area. Hence the MeetUp group.

It surprises me, too!

I will attempt to keep a record of my experiences here if anything to keep track of my new found love of stand up paddling. I look forward to the ride!