Paddling Harder

The second installment of this challenge is going to be quite easy. I thought for a long time about what I'd call this blog, and it's meaning is pretty simple. I'm twenty-three as of two weeks ago, and I have no idea what I'm doing with my life. Everyone grows up wondering what they want to do, and I'm still not anywhere close to what I want. I figured the metaphor of surfing could easily explain that. When you go surfing, you chase something that may never come. The riptide can pull you out far past where you want to be, it can tire you to the point of giving up, and it can push you just out of reach of the perfect wave. Right now I feel like I'm chasing my ideal lifestyle (or wicked break, bro) and I'm just getting pulled and shoved around by these riptides and random whitewashes. Opportunities for success are 'breaking' all around me, and I just need to paddle hard. The mess that is my life would be my ride if I could focus and pull through, then I'd just be riding the great glassy one. It's tough to love and play when direction and focus are neither near nor far. One thing I have decided is that 2011 is my year to catch some great waves. I have a great set-up, two new amazing friends that moved in with me, I've quit some bad habits that keep me beached, and the water's warm with chance. I'm looking forward to a lot of change this year, more than what's happened so far. I hope that with a new job, mindset and (literally) a new board and wetsuit, I can out-paddle the tides and really enjoy myself.