Two weeks had gone by since I last launched my kayak. After a week without kayaking, I start to feel funny. I may be exaggerating a bit, but my mind doesn’t seem quite right. I have difficulty concentrating on the task at hand. My to-do lists go incomplete, and I think I even start to lose focus on what’s most important in life. Two weeks was enough, so I tossed the kayak in the back of my Chevy pick-up and headed to El Jobean.
Often times, I’m accompanied by my wife, but after a two-week hiatus from kayaking, I went back to my bachelor roots — sorry babe.
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