|View back towards Sandy Bay & Mt Wellington from Tranmere|
It was so nice to feel the movement of the waves, the dance between boat and sea as I sought the best path, the quick brace when I didn't, and that joyful exultation when I got onto a nice little run and scooted along like a god on water (OK, an ungraceful, slow god, but a god nonetheless).
It was brilliant to feel alive. And that makes me wonder: what is it that stops me from climbing out of my routine a little more often?
I wish I knew.