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Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe …
So the big question is, which of you lovely folk who offered to introduce me to kayaking is least likely to break a rib laughing at me when I defy the laws of floatation and sink quickly to the silty bottom?
The truth is, I’m not scared of drowning. I’m actually a really strong swimmer. I’m scared of looking painfully stupid, the kind of stupid you can never recover from. The kind of stupid I felt when I recently discovered that I can’t ride a bike.
Or the kind of stupid like when I went scuba diving in Puerto Vallarta and completely freaked out under water (PTSD from the swimming lessons I took at age 3) then swam back to the boat only to find out there was no ladder or rope or nothin’ to help me get back in. I swam through a minefield of jellyfish to a shore in the distance while all the normal people finished their scuba trip. Then I swam back out to the boat, which still had no ladder or rope or nothin’.
My comrades had to haul me, hind-end over head, into the boat. And that, my friends, is the kind of stupid feeling that never goes away, that sometimes even wakes you up at night, blushing.
Do you feel me? Or have I just told you way too much about me? But I’m going to seriously consider the offers and may email some of you.
Just out of curiousity, why is it that when I ask y’all to invite me to do something I know I can pull off with a little class — go to Ridgewood Country Club, motorboat around the lake — I get no takers? But when it’s something that there’s a 75 percent chance could be a comedy of errors — like kayaking — your all here for me? Methinks you love my misery.
Comments
By MK
June 17, 2008 3:09 PM | Link to this
Hi Wendy,
The City of Waco is offering the kayaking and canoeing programs. Of course you have to sign up and pay $10, but the courses are instructed by either the park rangers or a qualified person. I guess if I knew people and could do it for free I would.
Kayaking Date: June 16 and 30 Time: Monday 5 – 6:30 p.m. Age: 8 and older. Adult supervision required. Cost: $10 per participant. Kayak and life vest are provided. Registration: 254-750-8080 to register. Space limited.
Canoeing Date: June 23 Time: Monday 5 – 6:30 p.m. Location: Cameron Park East Age: 8 and older. Adult supervision required. Cost: $10 per participant. Canoe and life vest are provided. Registration: 254-750-8080 to register. Space limited.
By Fred
June 17, 2008 3:59 PM | Link to this
Hey Wendy…..don’t stick a single toe in Waco’s polluted waterways. The polluted Waco rivers and lake will make you sick. Find yourself a nice “clean” swimming pool this summer. Don’t swim or drink Waco’s polluted water.
By fredjr
June 17, 2008 4:10 PM | Link to this
So FRED. What would you do to clean up the rivers and waterways? Whats your input? Actual and practical solutions…not the normal crap you say.
By Fred
June 17, 2008 10:25 PM | Link to this
Ok….I won’t give you my normal “Fred Crap”. I would fight the damned polluting Dairy Farmers with everything I’ve got. The City of Waco has no balls or guts for this fight. It’s called a Federal Class Action Law Suit signed by as many Waco Citizens (water drinkers) as I could find. The polluting of Waco’s waters is criminal and a sin against Waco’s children. In the mean time the (gutless) City of Waco needs to spend MILLIONS (if they have to) to clean the already fouled and polluted waterways. It’s our drinking water for Christ’s sake!
By KDF
June 18, 2008 8:41 AM | Link to this
These posts are fine, even yours Fred. But can we keep our statements clean, more so than the water at Lake Waco?? Funny how people use His name in vain, huh? Thanks. <><
By KDF
June 18, 2008 8:47 AM | Link to this
BTW, start up the petition. I just might sign it. <><
By Jenny
June 18, 2008 9:34 AM | Link to this
I feel ya, dog! When I was in Jamaica, we took this catamaran cruise and went to this dreamy, beautiful cove where the water was completely clear and aqua and had a white, sandy bottom. My husband had no fear of jumping into that water, nor did almost everyone of the 100 or so other people (who were of course, sleek, tan Girls Gone Wild Whoo! type people, very unlike my fish-belly white, morbidly chubby, cellulite self). I’m glad I looked before I left too, because getting out of the water would have been nearly impossible for me without assistance from our smiling, Jamaican crew to pull me up from the ladder. I was already embarrassed enough being in a bathing suit!