I have been surfing the web a lot more than usual lately. It has been rainy and cold (well, all things relative) in Salvador lately, so we have been indoors for the weekend. Mary watches Alias while I look at things on our computer. Not as interesting as actually surfing. Why do they call it "surfing the web?" That doesn't make much sense to me. I've never seen a fly surf in a spider's web. I've never seen a fish surf in a fishing net. So, why, pray tell, did someone come up with such an active phrase for such an inactive thing to be doing.
Speaking of activity, I have been running, outside, even when it has been chilly. I feel better already, even though it still hurts after about 15 minutes and I have to push myself to keep going. I do keep going. I also do push-ups and pull-ups. I am getting in shape, or at least I am starting to. I think this will help with my attempt to become a surfer. I am also considering training to be able to participate in a triathlon, which would probably take me about 10 years to do. As far as I know, there are no competitions in Salvador, but I am sure there are in other parts of Brazil. I know that Florionopolis has an ironman, which is probably longer than I will ever want to swim, bike, and run all at once, but a short one could be fun.
I learned a new surf term the other day. An ax is a wave that crashes right on top of the surfboard causing a wipeout. I learned this playing a board game called "Huggermugger." I have played this game maybe once or twice before, though I am sure I have had it for at least 10 years. It is fun if you are a real language nerd, or like to play the word scrambles in your daily newspaper. We had fun playing it with Thomas while he was staying with us, although we have been so immersed in Portuguese that our English knowledge was very much not available.
"Surfing, alone among sports, generates laughter at its very suggestion, and this is because it turns not a skill into an art, but an inexplicable and useless urge into a vital way of life." MATT WARSHAW. This explains my attempt at progression from kook to surfer, as well as my spiritual journey as a follower of Jesus Christ. Why should I, as one so small, have such an urge to encounter one so grand and powerful as God? Yet, seeking His face is vital to my life.
15 maio 2006
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Matt
I found this earlier and posted a comment--don't know what happened.
Interesting blog. Enjoyed reading your thoughts.
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