One week until Abu Dhabi and my body decided 5am was training o'clock — balance board in the garden while the sky is still grey. Seven days to get the legs ready. Tell me you'd spot me if I wobbled.
One week until Abu Dhabi and my body decided 5am was training o'clock — balance board in the garden while the sky is still grey. Seven days to get the legs ready. Tell me you'd spot me if I wobbled.
Flight to Abu Dhabi is booked — nine days out and the season isn't done with me yet. FreeFly-Slalom, round two of my obsession. Tell me you'd help me pack.
My arms are noodles, my ears are still full of wind, and every heat at Tiree is done — I actually survived the cold. Celebrating in the first dry thing I found, which wasn't much. Come celebrate with me?
Registration's done, board's rigged, and my first heat goes at dawn — so tonight it's just me, the cottage stove, and the only thing I'm wearing. Come keep me warm?
Tiree, finally. The wind has been shouting at me since I stepped off the ferry and the waves already look worth every freezing minute — first heat tomorrow. Tell me you'll be watching from the dunes.
Two days out and Scotland gets the full armor treatment — booties, hood, gloves, and the thickest wetsuit I've owned all season. Tell me you'd still recognize me under all that neoprene.
Season's officially wrapped — Quartu ended with a grin and Dakhla got cancelled, so there's not one event left on my calendar until next year. My body still hasn't learned how to stand down. Come help me wind down?
Couldn't sleep, so I went looking for a new wave event instead — and found one. Tiree is four days out, my flight is booked, and the cold-water wetsuit is already arguing with me in the living room. Tell me you'd help me peel it back on.
Two days out and the wave event I've been prepping for just got cancelled — no backup date, nothing. My board got the full spa treatment for absolutely nothing. Come cheer me up?
Finals day is here and sleep quit on both of us — I've been up since the sky was still grey, too wired to lie still. Everything I have goes on the water soon. Come hold my luck for me until the gun goes?