Wakeboarding… boarding the wake

My back. My knee. My hamstrings. My shoulders. My sinuses. 

I am a wakeboarder.

When Donnie came home with a new wakeboard. I was not surprised. It’s how Donnie works. I say I want to wakeboard, eventually, I will get a wakeboard. It’s just good husbanding. 

Naturally, I had to be the first one to try it.

After watching literally minutes of YouTube training videos, I was more than ready to rock that wake!

Donnie manned the jet ski while I boarded the wakeboard. 

He gunned it and I ignored my screaming back while I held on with all my strength and popped up. First try (but I’m pretty sure I made it WAY harder than it was supposed to be). I squatted my back leg as I surfed over the water behind the jet ski.

One time round the lake and my back leg was ON FIRE. I shifted around. I’m not sure how much shifting to do because I didn’t want to face plant into the water (as my coworker kindly warned me). Finally, I had to. I straightened my back leg. 

AGGGGHHHH! BOOM!

I tumbled around as the lake water irrigated my sinuses. 

Thumbs up! I gave Donnie as water poured out my nose.

“It was fun until I fell! Let’s go again. But don’t let me fall.”

I am a wakeboarder.

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