This is how I get my water therapy. I hate running unless I am chasing a ball or getting chased by my kids. There is something about getting up early in the morning and quietly putting my board on the car and the routine of getting everything together.
I always anticipate that first wave splashing me in the face as I paddle out for the first time. The cold water washes away the crap cluttered up in my mind. Trimming down the face of a wave is a whole experience that needs its own space for words. It’s beautiful.
The ocean becomes my playground, prayer closet, and meditation mat all at the same time. It sure is a whole lot cheaper than laying on the couch and talking to a counselor for $100 an hour. What is it for you? Running? Music?