One Day Board

Shaper: Neftali Espino
Board: The Hemorrhoid (6'4" moontail twin fin)

The cuteboy & I first met Nef on a trip down south two years ago.
I talk to everyone in the water....and happened to strike up a conversation with him. Every trip since...we run into him. So when we stumbled across this little shaper's shack last week....we were stoked to see it was his.

Not sure how I got talked into having him shape me a board....but I'm extremely pleased with the end result. Exactly what I've been looking for in a short board...

Made on Monday. Surfed on Tuesday.

From blank to glassed board in 8 hours....

body shop

The white flag has finally been tossed.

I've had close to two months of persistent pain & seizing in my lower back. (When pushing off the wall from a flip turn causes my back to seize....something might be wrong.)

And...

It took me a full 15 minutes to get out of bed on Tuesday of last week. ...the realization that I might succumb to bladder failure finally got me up and SLOWLY moving. (Note to self: Invest in a cane. Keep cane next to bed.)

So....

I finally hauled my aging beat up ass to the body shop.

Holy moly! I do relish a good chiro...

Tuesday was my first session.... (He came at the recommendation of Surf in Oregon and works primarily with athletes.)

Complete body adjustments. (He did my toes! ...I'm in Heaven.)

Deep tissue massage on right glute. (ow...)

Skin rolling/folding on left Psoas muscle/abs. (um....OW)

Felt so good afterward.....I went straight to swim practice.

And....made it through a yoga class on Wednesday WITHOUT ANY PAIN!

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Second session today (thursday)....

Complete body adjustments. (Did I mention....toe heaven?)

Skin rolling/folding on left psoas muscle/abs. (Holy shit! ....I now know what it feels like to have the fascia & skin ripped from your body. I thought I was going to pass out! Direct quote from the Doc..."I'm going to take advantage of your high tolerance for pain..." Eleven hours later....and I still have finger prints/marks on my stomach & hip.)

Electric stem on left & right glutes & lower back. (Oooh yeah! I love the highest setting....giggle fest. ...Doc B. now thinks I'm strange.)

Four more sessions to go.... should be fun.

stylemaster

He's a natural...

Now if I could just get him to put the right leg forward...

pics courtesy of Gaz

pond hopping

Papersurfer & Atomic-dogma landed in PC this last weekend...
The weather was gorgeous.
The surf...off & on.

I rousted Penfold from wake to join Gaz & I for some early morning glass...before I had to jet back to the city for work.

disneyland

Who needs fancy rides & fake mice?

...when there's surf, sun & sand.

nice puppy

treasures

vacation

The V-man & I are on vacation this week.

SW 3 @ 16.....

...not a bad start.



pic courtesy of Gaz

Lions roared...

...as I hiked through Hoyt this morning.

chaperone

The v-man's second grade class took a field trip to OMSI (Oregon Museum of Science & Industry) yesterday.
I got to chaperone.

Boys always find the water & dirt....

Future scientists....

(sorry for the pic quality...camera phone)

Junuary

TODAY
W WIND 20 TO 25 KT WITH GUSTS TO 30 KT. LOCAL GALE FORCE
GUSTS TO 35 KT ARE POSSIBLE. WIND WAVES 4 TO 6 FT.
W SWELL 18 FT AT 11 SECONDS.
RAIN IN THE MORNING...THEN SHOWERS WITH SMALL HAIL.

Sorry folks.

It's all my fault.

Not only did I buy a beautiful new board...

I purchased several new Victoria's Secret bikinis.

No surf.

No sun.

No summer.

Might as well take my toys and go home....

wax work

No one gives a better wax job than Ding.
So...
I let his hands do their magic.

Three bars of wax later...

photos courtesy of Gaz

water time?

You know the story....

The Tyler landed....and sucked all the surf right out of the ocean.
So flat...a pre-pubescent third-grader has more cleavage.
Lake Pacifico.

Took her down to the water & got her wet...

Photos courtesy of Gaz.

introducing....

...the neapolitan.

She's subtle...with a bit of sparkle.

Sexy.

tail teaser.....

polish...

Word on the street is....

....after a corrected color flub....

....the neapolitan will be ready in a week.

Just in time...

challenge

Ahh crap.

Dennis threw down the guantlet today...

...issued me a challenge.

He wants me to swim at Nationals (masters) this summer.

Tried to entice me by stating I could swim 3 events & relays without having to qualify to compete.

Even tossed out a few rose-colored compliments about my backstroke.

Ugh....

I haven't competed for almost 20 years.

Plus....

I'm pretty sure there'll be a south swell hitting that week...

thimbleberries

May day came & went....

....with no may basket left at my door.

So today....

....after a mindless morning of paper pushing....

....an hour of power vinyasa yoga....

....followed by a 20 minute steam....

I ditched the desk....

....and went for a hike up at Hoyt.

A little over 4 miles....in an hour.

Adam, Helen & Hood....present.

Blooms galore.

Come mid-June....

....pie.

Tug

The furry nutless barfbag passed away this morning.

He was 13.

Silly how upset I am... over a cat.

I found him when he was 5 weeks old. He could fit in the palm of my hand. He was abandoned & had wedged himself up under the siding of an electrical box at an apartment building. I made the artist get a crow bar and rip off the siding of the building to get to him.

He slept with me every night.
He was my morning alarm clock.
He would be waiting at the door for me every time I came home.

A complete momma's boy.

My...momma's boy.

daily doubles

After two weeks of off time....I jumped back into the fray with both feet this week. Almost 11,000 yards in the pool, couple hours of power vinyasa yoga and about 6 miles on the ski.

I go through ups & downs with workouts. The usual burnout. But when work gets in the way and I can't get in the pool or to a yoga class for a couple weeks....and I'm too tired in the evening to jump on the ski........I get irritable, crabby, bitchy. You name it. I actually start to feel physically sick.

Workout withdrawal.

Blame my parents. More specifically...blame my father.

From the time I first started swimming competitively....age 5.....til now....almost 40....I've always had at least two sports/activities/workouts a day going. Early morning workouts. Afternoon workouts. Evening workouts. Coach Ron had the where-with-all to channel my overactive imagination & energy into a lifelong pursuit of positive output. He created.....a fitness fanatic.

Thank you Papa.

boys at play

For the first time in 16 years....I didn't work the Sunday before April 15th.
Instead...I surfed.
(and took a few pics)

the sheriff

the cuteboy

handball

The V-man has been going to handball clinics for almost a year now.
Not much out there that can teach a seven-year-old better hand-eye coordination than trying to slap around a tiny ball with the palm of your hand.
His great uncle....a great influence.