The Zen of body boarding.......

I have been tentatively making my forays to the beach in the past few weeks and getting back into the swimming and body boarding I was distracted from by the cold, my colds and family business through winter…..Its been a self conscious exercise as the flab has gotten a little flabbier by my lack of beach and exercise conscientiousness and my skin tone tells the truth of my hibernation….a little white cellulite always seems worse than a tanned I don’t care I am a local look!

Today was just like old times…the sea has warmed up at last and the waves were glossy! I was in my element, catching body board waves and zooming into shore…till of course my lack of practice saw me dumped unceremoniously by a bottoming out big one and twirled and twisted beneath its depths….as I felt the sand hit up against my knees and I lost the desire for air…a song ran through my mind … “I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts…see them there all standing in a row…” and then I thought ( all in a split second or so it seems…what a mind!) ‘this is wrong, if I am in my last moments I should be thinking something spiritual, something poignant at least’…..and then again I was lifted to the surface and with some difficulty coughed and spluttered up my share of the ocean and continued to body board, looking for another thrill as I glided and gushed to shore with the wave’s speed behind me….

It was a sobering event only in so much as I realised that in one’s last moments it was very likely that one would be engaged in some irrelevant and possibly inane thought and that this then would be the thing that summed up ones life until that pinnacle moment.

I guess I thought I may be uttering some deep and intelligent spiritual truth or chanting zen like in my beloved Sanskrit…..or at the very least humming strains from Puccini…..

Perhaps it is that in that conclusive moment we are finally reduced to the one inalienable truth …..That we are no more and no less, that we just are and that after all, all things are really one thing……

Still, enough of that…..it is the greatness of sharing a day at the beach with hubby and kids that I want to focus on….and it was a great day….we headed along to the beach mid afternoon after sharing coffee down the street whilst watching the 600 Hot Rods (from the Hot Rod extravaganza held here this weekend,) rev up with rich growling engines and follow in line down the main street and out of town…..

Those fun family times are coming back …..