If at first

I went windsurfing for my first time today (in Varna, Bulgaria). After a 20 minute lesson in semi-english, I paddled out into the water. I was determined. I knew I could do this. Windsurfing looks really easy. Then I stood up on the board. I teetered. Splash. Repeat. 8-year olds were merrily cruising past me. The next two hours were an important lesson in humility. I did, however, keep trying. On my last attempt I managed to sail out, turn, and make it back in without falling. It was quite rewarding in a "well at least I didn't make a complete fool of myself" kind of way. There was even a glimmer enough of fun in that last run to keep me open to more windsurfing in the future. Hopefully next time my whole body won't ache as it does right now.