To celebrate this memorable Memorial Day holiday,
we went to the lake, boating with our good friends.
The water was so warm and the weather amazing.
We went pretty early and beat the crowds, and perhaps the
the very best part of the trip was when I fulfilled the dream
to kneeboard again!!!
The last time I was on a kneeboard was Lake Powell, 2000
when Christian and I were dating.
Kneeboarding seems like an 80's sport, and maybe it is,
but it's so fun, too! And I've been doing it since I was five.
My dad was tireless with us kids, taking us out and encouraging us
to keep trying. Those were some of my favorite memories as a child.
Twenty-two years (and an airplane crash) later, I got back on
and was doing 360s like the good 'ole days!
Laughing aside, right after the accident, I had made a list of all
the things I wanted to reclaim and do again because I was determined NOT
to let the accident dictate my life and my abilities.
There are only a few left on my list of about 75 things.
Kneeboarding was on there.
Well, it ain't any more!
Now I have bruises and cuts up and down
my paper-thin skin knees and shins.
But it was totally worth it.
Next time I will wear my wet suit.
Because there will be the next time.
(And someone to take my dang photo!)