One of the things that I promised myself I would do after my ex moved out was get out and do things. I really didn’t have any specific things in mind, but I didn’t want to sit home alone. I also wanted to make friends, as after three years of living here I honestly can’t say I know anyone, have any friends, that aren’t work acquaintances.
I also wanted to do things for me, things activities that nourished the soul and mind and heart.
Don’t ask me why thinking about all of that made me type ‘sailing lessons’ into Google, but that’s exactly what I did. And that lead me to Seven Seas Sailing. Now I’m not going to get into everything that they do there. What I ended up taking advantage of, however, was their Tuesday night ‘Women’s Sail’. I called up to find out when to be there and showed up on Tuesday after work, a bit nervous, but a bit excited to.
See, I’ve always wanted to sail. As a teen I listened with envy as peers from the more well-to-do families talked about being out on the lake and so on. I adore the water. I grew up on Lake Ontario and adore that my career has brought me back to the Great Lakes and lets me enjoy a morning commute along the Lake Erie shoreline.
The group of ladies were fantastic. They welcomed me and engaged me in conversation. The sail was fantastic, even with the winds kicking so strongly that we could only use the main sail. I can’t even really put into words how relaxing yet exhilarating the experience was. I’m missing the next two Tuesdays but look for a follow up on this, weather permitting, when I get to go back out the 24th.