Check one off the bucket list!

July 8, 2011

We woke up as usual after our 12 hour slumber and continued our morning routine of sharing the “healthy breakfast” which consists of homemade granola, fresh fruit (usually pineapple, watermelon, papaya, and banana which Greg removes the latter two and promptly puts them on my plate in disgust), and homemade yogurt – today the yogurt flavor was pineapple which was delicious.  We parted ways as I wanted to continue my relaxation journey with morning yoga and Greg thought laying still by the pool would be more relaxing - touche.  He promised to stay in the shade and put spf45 on his lobstered body while lounging aka falling asleep for another hour. 

Yoga was…interesting.  I consider myself a pretty limber person, but having abnormally short arms and legs does not lend itself to getting into positions the long, lean, giraffe-esc yoga instructor was demonstrating.  However, I did not fall (which is more than I can say for over half of my compadres), I worked up a good sweat while listening to the ocean, and prayed the bats overhead wouldn’t drop guano on my prezelled extremities.  It actually was relaxing in the end and I thought to myself, “I need more yoga in my life,” as I left so I may go again tomorrow.  Namaste!

By the end of class Greg was ready for an adventure.  An adventure of a lifetime in my book, a dream come true really.  I can now check off a bucket list item – SURFING!!!  Well sort of…we weren’t completely successful but we had fun, have video to prove it, and almost tackled those Costa Rican waves!  I’ll start from the beginning.  After lathering up we decided to go to the surf shack to grab a surfboard.  Yesterday we decided to grab one so we could help each other out and videotape one another once we got the hang of it (such a supportive marriage, ha).  We were told the longest ones were the easiest to ride on and beginners should start with those.  Well, standing in front of a board that was the length of both of us combined we decided to carry the shorter board down the beach to playa del Carmen – a not so rocky surf spot with gentle waves.  Greg, the chivalrous man that he is, carried the surfboard and I carried the boogyboard for when we were tired of surfing and wanted a much easier ride on the waves. 

We made it to our sought after surfing destination, dropped off our clothes, sandles, sunglasses, and boogyboard and headed full blast into the ocean!  I tried first, and almost immediately came to the conclusion this was much harder than it looked and next time we should definitely start with some lessons instead of googling “how to surf” on the internet and calling it good.  Needless to say I was flying everywhere, the board was flying everywhere and it was soon Greg’s turn to try his hand at mastering the surf.  He ventured out much farther than I did and had some choicier waves to work with.  He made a valiant effort to stand on the board but alas did not succeed.  Eventually I rode a wave in on my knees (as I was trying to stand up and just went with it) and you would’ve thought I won the Olympics I was so proud of myself.  Equally as enthusiastically I stood on the board for a nanosecond, but try as I might could not put the two together.  Greg rode a wave in on his stomach and that’s when he called a spade a spade and decided boogyboarding was more his style.

The rest of the evening was same as usual, just like the morning.  We layed out by the pool, Greg in the shade to protect his burn :( (he literally made that face as he pulled his chair under the palm tree).  Followed by some delicious tacos (mine fish, Greg’s pulled pork), chips and salsa, and a nap to cap off the afternoon.  In order to save money, b/c the cost of food at a resort is a little ridiculous; we had homemade ice-cream sandwiches for dinner :).  We just skyped with some friends and family from home, whom we miss so much and wish were here with us (most of the time ;) 

LaLa

C & G