Monthly Archives: August 2008

Red Bull

It’s funny, because I don’t even drink the stuff. (Trust me … you don’t want to see me on caffeine!)

But Red Bull is what I focus on what I’m paddling for a wave.

It all started when a surfing buddy of ours (not naming any names, Sean) commented on my laid-back paddling style. “Looks like Peg forgot her Red Bull,” he joked to my hubby David.

No wonder I was having trouble dropping into waves. My paddling power was fizzling right at the moment when I should have picked up the pace.

Now, our rally cry is “Red Bull — Red Bull!” whenever we want to cheer the other into a big wave.

I’m sure the other surfers in the lineup have no idea what we’re talking about…that is, until now!

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Ocean Magic

I don’t know about you, but I get some of my best ideas when I’m out surfing.

It’s as if my creative juices are fueled by the energy of the ocean and the vastness of the sky.

Of course, this drives David a little crazy, because I’m always saying “Hey, how about this idea?!” Lately, I’ve been keeping a pad of paper and a pen in my surf backpack so I can be sure to jot down all my brainstorms. Otherwise, it seems that those little inspirations disappear as quickly as they come.

But when I’m in the water, I feel so open to inspiration, so connected to creation that the ideas are literally flowing through me, effortlessly. I’ve simply got to catch them and corral them so I can develop them later when the time is right.

Most of my ideas are about future articles to write and DVDs to create. A couple of titles in the works include “Heal Your Back” and “Yoga Secrets”. I get a lot of requests along those lines.

How great is that? I do my best “working” while I’m surfing!

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How Could it Be?

Pre-surf stretch

Pre-surf stretch

A Sunday afternoon in August — perfect surf, warm water, clear blue skies….and no one out?! No one out but me and David, that is. We surfed for a couple of hours, splitting peaks (I mostly took the lefts) and surfing ourselves silly. We finally had to go in because we were just plain surfed out.

You know the feeling, I’m sure: tired, but it a good way. Hungry, but in a good way. A little salty, a little sunburned, but all of it in a good way.

No wonder I love my special break so much. It feels like home.

Have you had a great session lately?


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