Oh, There's More

In response to my last post (about wanting better waves than those offered up at my home break), Alan M said it was a good sign. I think so too. What makes me kind of sad is another good sign: I saw a chink in the armor of my beloved Slick. I've spent much of my blogging time singing the praises of this board. I still think it's a magical board that can do no wrong. Scratch that—a magical board that can almost do no wrong. It did me wrong during my last session. Much to my chagrin, I'm going to admit that the board can be a bit, well, slow. During that last session, I got a good long left. I saw where I wanted to go. I was trying to get the board where I needed to be (in order to make the section). However, the board couldn't get me there fast enough. God, I remember this part of the ride with crystal clarity. I was looking at the open shoulder and doing everything I could to get in front of the part of the wave that was breaking. I can still see it clearly as I type this. But, dammit, the board was incapable of getting me where I wanted to go. It's the first time I can remember being disappointed in this board. That was a first.

I'm going to assume that my dissatisfaction with my home break and with the performance of my equipment is an indication improvement. I guess that's a good thing. (Sigh) Life was so much easier when I didn't know any better, when I'd happily paddle out even when it was flat. Now, I've got the nerve to be picky! What does this mean exactly?