The lead for my project at work takes our group out on his boat every year as a little team building opportunity. We always anchor on the bay side of Shell Island and spend our time playing around the boat. Probably one of the more riveting games is throwing the football in waist-deep water while avoiding the sea urchins.
This year though, a colleague and I discovered some boogie boards on the boat. Those poor things were undoubtedly procured somewhere around the time that Kelly Slater was first making it onto the scene.
The foam was wearing from decades of existence, and the Velcro on the wrist strap was all but giving away. But we had a mission.
Somehow, I had escaped my youth on the coast with very little boogie board experience, so my colleague was on board with righting that wrong.
Across the island we walked.
The gulf had enough of a swell to catch a ride Doing so on a boogie board was magnanimous.
When I got home that day, I felt like I should put on a pair of high-top converse and throw a boom box on my shoulder.
Nailed it.
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