Surfing is not a simple sport. It requires physical strength, balance and most of all courage. When James and I prepared for our first lesson in #PuertoRico, I remember telling him, “Let’s not be late. It’s costing us $75 apiece for two hours, and I want every minute of my lesson.” About 45 minutes into that lesson, I was singing a different tune.
We were exhausted from paddling out time after time. Staying on the moving board used every muscle and every ounce of balance that I had gained during 10+ years of #yoga. And at my age (49 at the time) facing a hard fall on the sharp, coral bottom while tethered to a surfboard required quite a bit of courage.
But by the time the lesson was over, we were both hooked. Simultaneously exhausted and exhilarated, thanks in large part to our awesome instructor, Norbert, who works with #Rd2Happiness #Surf Shop (Photo: James, Norbert, me). As a journalist for the last 20 years, I came home and did some research on the professional end and realized that women are making their mark on the sport. Even young girls in Bangladesh are defying age-old traditions, grabbing their boards and winning tournaments.
There are rumors that the popularity of surfing is fading, but I believe it is undergoing a transition, a rebirth, and we women are the leading edge of that renaissance, reshaping the future with #saltysouls.
Find out more about the Wonder Women in Bangladesh at ftprintmedia.com (link in bio). See you there! Tk