I’ve mentioned before that I hate the beach. I hate the sun. I hate the sand. And I have no desire to go into the ocean.
It’s interesting therefore that three months ago I underwent my literal seachange, moving from my State’s capital to a seaside town. Even more bizarre is the fact that I bought a unit ON THE BEACH. Well, across the road from the beach.
If I was a professional cricketer or baseballer I could actually throw a ball into the ocean from my verandah. THAT’S how close I am to the sun, sand and sea.
It took me over two months to set foot on the sand. It would have been longer but one of my best friends came to visit with her three kids. Naturally sandcastles, shell collecting and a dip in the ocean were on the agenda. And I bravely withstood the elements as I spent time with those more inclined to frolic.
But, in an incident completely unforeseen, I set foot on the beach a couple of days ago OF MY OWN VOLITION.
I’d had a very productive blog-writing day (including doing my first couple of ghost blog posts, which I decided I much prefer than sponsored posts and paid posts!) and was feeling uber motivated.
Having spent over 8hrs at my desk and needing a change I was struck by the idea: I could go for a walk. But not an ‘exercise’ walk (which if on the agenda will render me inert), but a walk solely for pleasure: a leisurely walk. (Yes, apparently they do exist!)
So I donned my trusty rubber thongs (aka flip-flops for my non Aussie readers) grabbed my music and headed across the road.
Once I hit the sand the thongs came off. Hard and soft sand I don’t mind (at least as much as being poked in the eye with a blunt stick!), but I’d forgotten how sludgy wet sand can be sometimes and felt compelled to constantly find puddles to clean my feet.
But it was lovely. And not at all as gruesome as I thought it’d be.
I did however, cause a queue to develop as I hogged the tap at the top of the beach in an attempt to wash every single grain of sand from my extremities!
But, now that my beach-going cherry is (again) popped I suspect I’ll head down to the beach on a regular basis. I’ve still no desire to swim in the ocean BUT I may paddle from time to time!
Do you like/love/loathe the beach?