In all my years of competitive swimming...16...Nationals, Regionals and State...I don't ever recall being nervous before a race. Prelims...finals...didn't matter....it was just another race.
Surf contests...on the other hand...make me want to puke. Nerves of steel become frantic butterflies.
Regardless....I do have a good time.
Sonja doing her best to cross step through a short-lived left for the inside connection.
(Her very first foray into contests. The genius got a breather.)
photo courtesy Pamela Clark
4 comments:
I must ask Penfold for a surfing dictionary.
Jolly well done.......probably, possibly or perhaps not at all. Please select correct response.
Word verification zfapknr strangely makes more sense.
Saw the results. I would have expected no less. Wouldn't you know it though, finally a year of managable (albeit small) surf, and I am not able to make the show.
I couldn't even begin to sign an application form for a surf competition. You are way brave...
Rrrrriping, Rocky.
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