17 June 2010

Talentless

Mama's Losin' It

I love Mama's Losin' It for two major reasons. 1) She knows how to correctly spell mama. (There are actually several correct ways to spell mama but I have always spelled it that way.) & more importantly, she gives me awesome writing prompts. I decided I would take part in this particular one:


“How long until you realized you had no talent or patience for this? Tell the story (true or fiction) of trying to learn a new talent or hobby that you only pursued briefly.”
  
I have always said that I have no talent. I honestly don't think I do. There isn't one single solitary thing I can think of that I am better at than most. Ya know, most people have a talent... they can sing, they can dance, they can play an instrument, they can curl their tongue, they can play a sport, they can do whatever.... I, however, can not... to all of the above. I honestly think it is because I never really pursued many hobbies growing up. I took dance for like 13 years, but I was never really any good at it... I wasn't on the competition team or anything like that... I basically just took the lessons because it was a way to hang out with my friends. I was also kind of a quitter and embarrassed at the silliest things. I was always that kid growing up that hated P.E. and always ran from the ball. If I could back in time, I would change all of that.

Anyway, when I first moved to the beach, I got a part-time job at a surf shop. I didn't expect to get the job because I assumed I had to be some sort of a "surfer chick" to work there, but I was desperate for work and they had a hiring sign out front and so, I stopped in. They actually hired me on the spot and I later found out that the boys that work there hire the girls on some sort of attractiveness scale. I guess I should be flattered, but I'm not in the least.  

I had always been fascinated with surfers in the past. It seemed like such a cool sport that attracted gorgeous people who had a love for the water. I have always had a love for the water. I am a water sign after all. ;)  And I loved their style and their carefree-ness. I loved everything about the idea of surfing.

I really enjoyed working at the surf shop and ended up working there for two years off and on. The work was easy as pie and the majority of the time we could pretty much do what we wanted because it was dead in the off-season. I racked up on the best bathing suits and clothes and sandals and jewelry. It was a pretty sweet job, I must say. 

Well, one day I talked one of the boys into teaching me how to surf. I was so excited! We used one of the shop's foam boards and went down to the beach. The water was pretty choppy that day, which made it really difficult to even get past the waves. Now, keep in mind, SC beaches don't have the best beaches for surfing. But, somehow... the majority of the people who live here that surf make it work. Anyway, John (my  co-worker and surfing coach) set me up for a wave. I paddled, paddled, paddled and, of course, never made it up. When I came back up for air, a wave was coming again so I had to go back under. This happened like four or five times in a row. I felt like that girl on Blue Crush when she almost drowned. I was terrified.  

Obviously, I made it past the waves again.  It took a while for me to paddle back out, but I actually got up on my knees and rode a wave out. I felt so accomplished. At least I did that much. After that, I decided to call it quits because I am sure that was the best I could do. When we got back to the sand, we were SO far from where we started and had to haul the surfboards back to the car. I was exhausted! It just seemed like too much work to me. Everything always seems like too much work to me. I give up pretty easily, which isn't the best way to live your life. I hope that one day I have the courage to go back out there and try again... they offer free lessons around here sometimes. Who knows? Maybe I am a talented surfer underneath all this laziness... haha I doubt it! But just maybe.

3 comments :

  1. you went from 104 to 103! not good! gotta keep it intersting!!!!

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  2. I have an award for you on my blog.

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  3. I did the same thing with water skiing after getting dragged underwater by the boat (it never occurred to me to just let go). I just couldn't get up the nerve to try again!

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