Could I be a kayaker? Part 1

So I was browsing YouTube, as per usual, when I came across a video about kayaking.

I was intrigued immediately and after a few videos, an idea started forming in my head.

And after two weeks of pondering I finally came to the conclusion that I want to go kayaking as soon as the ice melts away.

And that’s not all: my goal is to master the art properly and maybe include it in my entrepreneurship next year.

My first kayak experience

As a wilderness guide student I gain access to things like this and as luck would have it, we had an afternoon booked. After two hours I was sold.

This is awesome! How come I’ve never discovered this before?!

But to include something like this into my company is no easy task. To learn enough, I practically have to move into a kayak.

Also, no, I don’t think you can master anything by simply watching YouTube clips. So I started looking into someone in my part of Finland who could help. And lo and behold, I found one!

I had one prejudice and a fear about the sport, though. And that was tipping over. But apparently I don’t have to worry about stuff like that, since we will be practicing it over and over once the waters warm up.

Apparently the Eskimo turn is not an option yet.

It’s not a part of the basic training, they told me. The basic training did, however, include wrist movements to maneuver the kayak. Maybe I could be a kayaker after all?

That wasn’t the main thing though.

The three most important rules were: midsection movement, midsection movement and almost as crucial: midsection movement.

This was how it was explained to me, anyway. Before hitting the water, we had some practice turns on dry land. This was where panic started to set in. I’ve played tennis for about four years and my agility is clumsy at best. Now they expect me to teach new trajectories to my muscles. I can’t friggin’ wait.

I also noticed my body movement was fairly restricted. Climbing in required a lot of effort with my legs not going where my brain told them to go.

So I made a mental note: “start stretching, chubby guy.”

I underlined that note a couple more times after seeing just how restricted my movement was.

As I’m writing this, I’ve been kayaking for the third time now. My zeal toward the sport isn’t for nought. There’s just something about gliding on Finland’s clear waters.

Count me in! All I need is a bit more dexterity and confidence and I’m on my way across South-Eastern Finland.

Man, it’s great to discover a new hobby!

P.S. I’ve also tripled my stretch times.

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