From the first minute or actually before I ever arrived I’ve had some weird connection to Bondi Beach and last year when I went their the first time I felt so at home and fell in love with the place. As I got to know the area I’ve expanded it to the area from Bronte and the whole costal walk to Bondi.
Today the weather was amazing so I got up early to take a SUP lesson with Dean and I made a photo rapportage to show why I love this place.
Already before the sun is up there is local people on the beach training, surfing and getting a morning bath. Some mornings there are photo shoots, preparations to parties, couples lying together and waking up etc. About 9-10 in the weekends or holidays the families and tourist arrives, and I just love watching the families because I see so much joy. Beside that every time I’m on the beach I see new things and I get a calmness and joy especially if I can get on the water.
The water is my meditation – I’m in the now and I get a time-out from life and I love it – Some days my dyspraxia in the legs are controllable and I stay on the board. Other days like today I had to have help to get to shore and I fell into the water 4 times – but in the end it’s not how many times I fall – it’s how many time I get up again that counts 😉
I gathered enough courage to go to the local swimming pool and it might sound crazy to you but for me it was such a huge deal that I’m so over the moon.
It’s about 11 years ago that I’ve been in a local swimming pool after that I’ve only been swimming in the ocean and fjords in the summer and the last 4 years only in the company of others with close relationship. The reason is that after a flue went into my nerve system in april 2011 my dyspraxia (motoric control disorder) in the legs has increased. While I can jump, run, dance etc. like every body else, then my legs are having problems adjusting to walking on the ground and carry my full weight, when I’ve been weightless in water or standing on a S.U.P. board or running on a treadmill . It’s so embarrassing and annoying so therefore I’ve avoided being alone in these situations. On good days it’s like walking on legs that are sleeping but on bad days I hardly can control my legs.
I love swimming in the ocean so when I went to Bondi I knew that I had to just do it. My big concern was how people would react because people can’t see that I’ve dyspraxia and yes the lifeguards on Bondi shouted at me one of the first days I was going to shore after taking a bath. I couldn’t hear what they were saying with their megaphone because of the waves but the way my legs gave in under me they probably though I was 1) drunk or 2) that the rip was giving me problems.
When I surfed/SUPed I had an instructor who supported me and knew what was going on so I felt safe and protected. At the same time my instructor wasn’t just a random instructor because I know I need PT’s and instructors that are patient, bossy and an empathic/caring side.
So you see going to the local swimming pool alone is a huge challenge for me. But I did it today and it was a success. My technique was so good that I had to switch to the lane reserved for fast swimmers. I managed 300 m in good pace, so I’m so happy.