The paddle outs, the duck dives, the gasps for air, the turtle rolls, the turn arounds, the stroke intos, the planting hands, the pop-ups, the drop-ins, the rides, the executions, the dismounts… the timing, the timing… gaaahh, the timing…
In the water it is all about performing in accordance with the natural laws of timing. The organic ebb and flow, the seconds between sets, the quickness of getting to your feet. If the proper timing isn’t there, the potential ride is lost before it even begins.
But how does the timing develop? Do we flounder around until the ocean decides the appropriate timing for us? What a faint reality if we have no say, no control, no responsibility in this timing.
The waves, the wind, and the ocean all set their own timing, however they can only do so much. I, we, have to do our parts. We have the ability to- come to know, understand, and align ourselves with what the elements put forth. Therefore, we can contribute through our actions, doing our part to fully experience this ride that we call life.
How so you ask? Through trying. Through allowing ourselves to feel uncomfortable while we are learning, knowing that’s part of the process. And through continuing to put forth the efforts… trying, trying… yes trying, until the timing is “right.”
I guess there are two sides to every story though. One might say, “it’s all about timing.” The other might say, “it’s all about trying, until the time synchs up.” You choose how you want to look at it, but I know one thing- if we stop trying while waiting on the “perfect timing,” life will slip through our fingers quicker than dry sand.