Boatacious*

Yesterday, as you know, I went boating.

It was me, MIA and Washingtion, along with Brett from the mailbox boys and his other roomie we'll call Goliath (he's 6 foot 8!).

After a disappointing humanities class in which I got a sad 5 out of 10 on the quiz (who has the time or patience to read Augustine?) I hurried home and slipped into my swimsuit once again and we went to meet the boys. Goliath drove. He barely even fit into the truck and I was laughing at him the whole time.

We got to the lake and waited for Brett's parents to come back to the dock, then all proceeded to pile in. After we got out of the no-wake zone it was SO cold. I'm never boating in October again.

Ok, so wakeboarding. Brett went first, and since it was his boat he was naturally going to be good. MIA went next and since she does it all the time at home so she was basically amazing. She was jumping all over the place and getting all kinds of air. Then Goliath went and he tried to be humble by saying that "he could at least get up" but then he gets out there and tears it up. Washington went next and because she's never been before she never actually got up. But she made several valiant attempts.

And then there was one. Me. It was like, 5:3o by now and the sun was about to set. All the wetsuits had been used and thus they were all soaked. I squeezed into the one MIA wore, buckled on the gloves, and a life-jacket, and spent a good ten minutes trying to get my feet strapped into the board. Then I slid into the water and basically died of coldness. It was SOO cold!!!! I was absolutely miserable and I knew I would suck.

So, the boat starts trailing along, I yell "Ok!", Brett's mom hits the gas and I'm up! But only for like 2 seconds. But still. I was up on my first try, which is a big deal, or so I'm told. My feet had slipped out of the boots though so I had to get back on the boat and get strapped back in. I got back in the water and it all went downhill from there. I was overthinking it, mostly because there is SO MUCH TO THINK ABOUT. Keep your knees bent, lean back, don't turn the board till your up, don't let the boat pull you forward, keep your feet parallel...all while trying to look graceful.

Yeah...that didn't work out. I am basically the most ungraceful wakeboarding-attempter to float on Utah Lake. I tried about 5 more times, but I just couldn't get. I was really hoping that I would be one of those people who's just instantly amazing. Mmm. No.

So finally I gave up, but I was exhausted and my thighs were killing me. I couldn't pull myself back onto the boat, so I just grabbed the metal bar and lay splayed across the wooden platform at the back. Then Goliath picked my up like I weighed nothing and set me on the back seat so I could get my feet out of the boots.

The whole ride back to shore I spent kneeling between the front seats with a towel over my head. And when we were docking the boat, mosquitos were swarming everywhere, except fortunately they seemed to be eating everyone else more than me.

When we finally got going, I sat in the front of the truck next to Goliath. I was laughing my head off the whole way home. He's hilarious...and divinely attractive.

I guess that makes crush #5.