How my life has changed. For every New Year’s Eve I can remember, we have partied hard with our pals.
Not this year. There has been no wind for months and New Year’s Day is looking perfect in Wales, so I head to bed at 10pm for a 6am start.
It’s absolutely freezing, around -8, what were we thinking? But this is our reality kiting in the UK and we have to suck it up!
I haven’t been out in ages, it’s like starting all over again. Kiting with my dearest Hubby Tom isn’t great either, because it’s too easy for me to yell at him to take the kite when I feel over powered. It turns out to be a complete disaster, poor Tom!
I am full of excuses, it’s a new location, I still have issues about going into deep water so I spent most of the time out of the water. I was frustrated, cold, angry, you name it and I felt it. I know I just need time on the water in the right conditions.
I feel royally annoyed, what I think I need is a strong female to help me, maybe one who has kids. I can’t just take myself off on the ocean not feeling confident because I have tw0 little ones to think about.
When I got home I sent former UK Champion Jo Wilson a desperate email asking for help and coaching and she’s agreed… I finally feel I might get somewhere sooner rather than later.
Me and my kiting buddy Craig!