Love and Aloha Follower and Readers (and Archie and Ollie!)
Since my last post way back in March, I have had my head buried in the sand so apologies for no postings. It has been a busy 4 months with lots of logistics, training, and scares.
Not sure where to start with this update as it's all flowing through my brain like a cat following a laser beam!
The Scary Paddles
My board paddling sessions in April and May were beginning to increase in duration. I was paddling 1.5-2 hours on the weekends and twice in the week still (as it was warm enough) and was feeling good. Then...
Paddle 1: whilst paddling from Double Bay to Camp Cove as part of a training set with the boys Colin and Jason (on stock and clubbie boards), I was half way across Watson's Bay, paddling steadily with the wind chop (booo to no clean southerly that weekend). The boys about 1km behind me, I was in my element. Solo paddler. Then, about 200 meters in front (and a bit to the left), a fin comes up out of the water, cruises along the surface in front of me and goes back down underwater. AHHHHHHHHHH best U-turn on the board I ever did. Prefer to be paddling away from the at rather than in the same direction.
I paddled back to the boys who were refueling near Neilson Park (legs hanging over the side of their boards).. "What are you doing?",,, "Thought you were going to Camp Cove".... me: "Yeah, saw a fin cruising around and thought I'd turn back." At this stage, I still had all my hands, feet, legs and arms on my board. Col and Jason slowly moved their legs onto the board and were a little concerned. Not to mention that the following day I was support paddler for my best friend who was swimming from Bondi to Watson's Bay (yeah team Stevo/TT!)... best not mention that experience until all the swimmers were safely across the finish line. Was definitely more alert paddling for her. Had my plan all worked out. See a fin, put myself between my friend and the fin. See teeth, take a photo!! Yeah, okay, not the best plan, but other than making sure that the board was between danger and my best friend, not much else you can do. Give it a Mars Bars or Snickers maybe... Slab of Dairy Milk never goes astray. (Now no freaking out please mum and dad!!!)
Funny thing was that Colin told his wife Kylie, who saw me in the morning and mentioned it and I said "shhhhhh.... I haven't told anyone that story yet!!". Hehehehe. Swimmers relax, you were all safe!
Paddle 2: So the following week we had the Bondi Ball at the great Ivy Ballroom in the city. That day Colin and Jason were planning to paddle from Camp Cove to Little Bay. Wanting to get a 3 hour paddle under my belt I started from Rose Bay. Now, I didn't really want to paddle by myself so ask my friend Alan to join me from Rose Bay to Bondi. Thanks Alan!! Best support ski ever :)
Picking up Col and Jason on the way, all four of us paddled to Bondi.Condition's weren't great, but at least I was out paddling. At Ben Buckler, Alan headed into Bondi and I waited for Jason and Col. As the light was fading, already 230pm, I didn't want to wait too long, so told Jason I was going to take a straight line for Little Bay. With that, I headed off on the final stretch of my paddle.
Already organise my dad (wooo) to pick me up at Little Bay I was all good. Should have asked him to pack a bottle of Rum or something to still the nerves was I was there.
I have paddled that stretch of coast between Bondi and Maroubra countless times already this year and previous years training for Molokai. Its a great paddle on a southerly wind and swell (Maroubra to Bondi). Had some of the best paddles to date on that course.
Feeling pretty comfortable to about Lurline Bay, when I see HUGE groups of seagulls on the surface of the water. Now, my neighbor Brett (thank you Brett) mentioned to me that weekend that there were heaps of salmon migrating north and that there were heaps of Bronzers out chowing on them. So when I saw these huge groups of gulls, I decided to paddle around them giving them a wide girth. So wide in fact that I ended up paddling very close to the headland at south Maroubra. This headland (the rifle range on the southern headland of Maroubra) is something I have never paddled before. I had heard it is a double headland and that "Dead Man's Cove" is there. Called Dead's Man Cove because (apparently) that is where any dead bodies get washed up due to the underwater currents and hence..... guess... guess.. yup, sharks. So the police find half eaten bodies, limbs etc in Dead Man's Cove. Didn't know that piece of information until about a month ago!!
Feeling a little bit tired, it was towards the end of my paddle, and I only had 1 bottle of Peak Fuel for the journey, the conditions were beginning to freak me out. The sun was fading (4:45pm Sydney Winter time is not a time to be on the water at Dead Mans Cove). The back wash from the cliff was like nothing I've paddled in before. Not a normal backwash like along the Gap (between Bondi and South Head), this was chopping. Perhaps similar to Chinamans Wall (the last cliff wall we paddle along at the end of the Molokai Channel). Definitely not a time for kneeling on a little board, so chose to stay prone (laying down). Then, to my left, I see a huge grey thing moving past me. Fin. AHHHHH.
Now the paddle from last week and what Brett had said and my own mind were running a million miles an hour through my head. This is the MOST freaked out I have ever been. I had no "out" option. Cliffs with dangerous conditions on my right and ocean on my left. Only way out was forward, towards Little Bay and my dad.
Hang on, there was that Whale encounter of 2009.... but at least I wasn't solo then. That also rates highly on the "freaked out" scale, but whales are generally harmless.
Anyway, had a little cry (such a girl) on the board and mentally got myself together. When paddling into Little Bay I was so thankful. Got of my board and hugged my dad crying. Crying out of being scared and all by myself out there. Crying out of relief of making it. Crying because of what could have happened (I know I know... but whatever!).
Anyway, gathered myself. Waited for Colin and Jason, then dad dropped me off at Rose Bay to get my car and things. Then it was time to get ready for the Bondi Ball.
Boy, did I get in trouble that night. The vote was no more solo paddles. too dangerous. Love you allll.
Training and stuff
Now that scary, chick stuff is out of the way, lets get on to more serious things. The following weekend after Paddle2, I damaged my shoulder. Didn't really think much of it at time. I was doing something normal, but awkwardly, and something twinged in my left shoulder joint. I finished my paddle with Joey D from Maroubra to Bondi on my clubbie board (my agreement with my best friend and dad not to paddle solo - thanks Joey for paddling with me x). Shoulder feeling a little sore, I rested for a few days and got back in the pool 4 days later.
Got in the pool.
Pushed off the wall.
Stroked with my right arm = all good.
Stroked with my left arm = NOT GOOD AT ALL.
Tried again. AHHHH Far out.
This was the most sore my shoulder has EVER been.
I tried to swim back to the wall and was in so much pain.
I stopped. Got out. Went to my coach. "I can't swim". I almost cried.
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went and got my fins and did kick instead.
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Swimming is a huge part of my training. Makes up about 70% of my overall program. At that stage I was clocking up a lot of kms in the pool. It's like building the engine in the warmth of the pool (as opposed to being on the board freezing my tooshie off!).
This was a major chink in the training chain for me. How was I going to cross the Molokai Channel now. I thought it was all over. I was so devastated. My 2 year dream gone. 6 months of training gone. I was in a bad place. Still am a little bit but I think that is more nerves and a little disappointment that I will be paddling in Molokai without the training under my belt that I wanted.I need to stay positive (thanks for everyone so far who understands this and is helping me focus).
I took 3 weeks off the board to rest the shoulder. Anything I did on the board hurt. I was in the pool just doing kick sets. You should see my kick now!! Watch out Jackie Chan! Since then (which is now about 6 weeks), I have been having acupuncture and physio every week. The shoulder is improving heaps and just this morning I was holding good pace in the pool again. Feeling good. Just need to be careful and train smart!
That about does it for now... stand by for more updates soon... off to get the bus to have physio....
Lots you lots
Becci