October 9th, 2015
Archive for the ‘SURF’ Category
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This year, try to include some surfing resolutions in your goals for the upcoming twelve months! Whether you’re a brand new beginner, or an old pro, there is always room for improvement out in the lineup. I’ve started a list of surf ambitions for 2015 that are applicable to all levels of surfers, and I aim to follow them myself! (more…)
As great as new year’s resolutions can be. 95% of us are setting ourselves up of failure. I mean it would be awesome if we could all lose 10 lbs, volunteer more, start an animal shelter, go on a dream vacation, eat 100% organic, and start an etsy store. Bravo to anyone who can achieve all that. I’d love some tips. But I am all about the baby steps. Deciding to make little decisions every day that help to achieve a big goal. Yeah, choosing to drink Green Tea instead of a Big Gulp on Friday afternoons might not seem like a glamorous thing to talk about, but it’s little things like that that make a difference. (more…)
A wise young woman named Dorothy once said, “There’s no place like home.” Even though she was fictional, the Wizard of Oz is an AWESOME musical… and her words ring so very true. As the holidays approach, for college students, that means finals, finals, finals… and not much else. Even though the surf was firing, my head was buried in books all last week, and I could only look out the window and sigh, wishing I were in the waves. Fortunately, the stress came to an end, and the embrace of my home, the Pacific Ocean, greeted me in SWELLabration.
How To Do Puerto Rico in A Week A series on finding adventure, stoke, and a killer workout in the Great Outdoors from Johnie Gall of Dirtbag Darling.
I’m sitting in a cafe in Lajas, Puerto Rico, chewing on a chunk of fried white cheese, a warm breeze skipping across the table, the salt on my body so thick it feels like a second skin. We’re the only ones who speak English, so when laughter erupts from the other end of the restaurant, we can only speculate—but it’s that content type of musing that comes from being in a new place that simultaneously feels so familiar. We’re tired, beaten by the sun, scabs forming on our scrapes, camera memory cards begging for reprieve, smiles unfailing, $8 tickets for a night boat ride through the bay tucked under our plates. So this is Puerto Rico—and now all I can do is wonder how I’m going to convince myself get on that return flight in a few days. (more…)