Sunday, March 9, 2008

Adventure Bowl Week 2
Feeling the Rush, Of the Blue Crush

This afternoon, I swished my hand inside the Adventure Bowl and prayed I'd get a goody. Something that would be adventurous and be accomplished while lying down would be pretty sweet!

I reached in and it said, "Today you are going skim boarding." I'm not going to lie, I didn't want to do it. But Rule #1 of Adventure Bowl is you can't say "no." Oh, yeah, there are rules, people!

If you don't know what skim boarding is, at first glance, it looks like surfing for losers. You take the skim board which is 1/3 the size of a surf board and very thin, and hurl it into the end of a wave like it was a Frisbee. Then as the board is moving, you jump on and ride the last bit of the wave. You go really fast and really far and it can make you feel SUPER TOUGH.

Unless of course, you have not skim boarded in two years and in that time you have gained an EXTRA ASS and as you jump on your skim board, YOU SINK REALLY FAST. In front of people. On a crowded beach. Which happened to me, on this adventure.

Right after it happened, this little six year old goes whizzing by me, showing me how it's done. I SWEAR HE WAS METAPHORICALLY GIVING ME THE FINGER. Since drowning a six year old to make myself feel better was out of the question (I could never run fast enough to my car after, the sand slows you down), I instead went over to the surf shop to rent another skim board.

A big girl's skim board (eye roll).

"How much do you weigh?" said the kid behind the counter.
"I don't know." (Oh, I know! I know very, very well.)
"Well, what would you guess?"
"Um... is there a board for 'a lot,' as in 'I weigh a lot.'"
"No. There are people behind you. Just give me a ballpark."
"Okay, I weigh what you weigh (small voice) plus, like ten pounds more."
"There's no way you weigh what I weigh. (LOUD VOICE) Hey, Tyler, this lady is trying to say she weighs what I weigh."
"Hey, can you pipe down just a little!"
"Sorry, M'am."

UH!!!! What???? Did he just call me "M'am." He did. He recklessly M'am-ed me. A young lady like me.

Yes, I got another board. A hefty girl's board. And I skimmed and it felt awesome. But what was crazy was that it wasn't the skim boarding that made my day. It was realizing that doing this adventure gave me the feeling of perseverance, even in the face of embarrassment.

For me, it would have been so easy to pack up and go home. But I don't want to pack up and go home. I want to do things. Things that defy my abilities. Things that test me and make me come out a winner. So I took the strength I got from doing the last adventure and I brought it with me today. It was like a little voice, "You are stronger now... you can do this... keep your promise to yourself."

And I did. And now the next time I want to give up, I'll remember trudging back down to the beach with my new board and riding it kind of bumpily but mostly awesomely and victoriously.

In your face, onlookers!

This blog is dedicated to fearless six year-olds everywhere.


Angie said...

isn't skim boarding fun! I tried it for the first time this past summer and I was pretty impressed that I picked it up pretty quickly. I would suggest anyone try it!

Deb said...

Wow, that guy sounds like a real jerk. But you know what, the important thing is that you went out and tried it. I wish i could be like that. But my problem is anxiety and i worry about everything which means i don't normally do anything : (
I love your blog!! :)

luckymojo said...

I've never been skim boarding! I want to try it now though!

Despite his royal rudeness at the shop, and the six year old showoff, at least you went out there and did it!
::high five for that!::

Anonymous said...

On the up side the idiot working the counter couldnt believe you thought you weighed as much as him!!! Def plus. much kudos for giving it the old college try.

adventure grrl said...

You know what's funny? I am way more offended that he called me "M'AM"!!!!!! 'Cause asking me what I weigh, is like, his job.

PS Ladies, if you live near an ocean you MUST MUST learn to skim board. I suggest a lesson because you can end up going realllllllly fast and though that will make you feel like a bad ass, if you fall, WRISTS can be broken.

And we all need our wrists!

Jamie said...

You brought a smile to my face today! Thank You!!

Skye said...

I HATE GETTING MAAM-ED. I'm like dude clearly I've barely entered my 20s....I know I look a little old for my age but my hair isn't white, my back isn't hunched and I'm not calling you "sonny" so DO NOT MAAM ME!...ALMOST as bad as asking a women's weight is recklessly maaming her.

Anonymous said...

I know what you mean about being Ma'amed! the day after my 22nd birthday i was on the phone to a customer service rep using my 'stern voice' because they had yet again screwed up a shipment and i kept getting ma'amed! Finally I said "Can you just get this done for me and please stop calling me ma'am!"
His response:
i'm sorry ma'am.

I had not realized 22 was that crossing point!

BunnyEars said...

I just found your blog and this made me laugh my ass off. do you have a new blog - you are so funny and real... I'd rather read this than watch TV!