I stumbled across some of my old waterskiing pictures. Thought I would share them. This first picture was when I first learned how to turn around backwards on my swivel ski. For me it was the hardest thing to do.
My first water skiing job was one summer in highschool. My doubles partner could do this lift perfectly on land but always failed on the water. Doing these lifts on the water was my most favorite part of waterskiing. I really hated having a blah partner. Fortunatley, a new partner came in and he was awesome. I couldn’t find any pictures of us though. Here is me at my first job:
Look at that it has a time stamp 1989. Wow what a long time ago. I thought I had sent all these pictures back to my family as well. I guess these three stayed around for a reason not yet known. It is nice to see my quads still looking good. Maybe I will stare at them long enough so they remind my brain what my quads are supposed to still look like!
I have always loved the water. Being in it, on it, around it. I am still processing the fact that my brother sold our childhood home. The idea I cannot go back there one day, in that dream where everything is perfect again in life, makes me sad. Something I still have to process. Always processing. That’s how I move forward.