wifey complains Friday of dizziness and vomitting, i send her to family doc and verdict is vertigo and a few meds for anti-acid..since Sat & Sun are the fun times with the fellas i was happy i could still go the next morning..a few hours later she complains she can't take it anymore and wants to be confined--wow was i so mad thinking i wouldn't be able to leave hospital to sail?[}:)]plus the fact the doc wants to do an endoscopy..this time i was freaking out! for whatever reasoning i made it to the sail site and all where there and as selfish bastard i was ironically i did 2 PB's..i hurried back home to get back to wifey happily and endearingly tried to comfort her..What in the world does windsurfing do to us all i mean just me or is iti guess the whole week was so stressing that i needed a short break but this is unexcusable

we're on the same boat landy and about to happen again today haaayayaaay! sailing i tell yamakes you wonder whatever happened to responsibilities

Is a sad reality, but whe I'm not distracted by feeing I have to run around after the kids , sort out thier gear, solve silly arguments, etc, I start to focus on my sailing.
Last month I managed 7 straight wins(a PB) before a slow leak in a rear tyre caused me to get beaten.
Would have been great to have the lovely wife run out with a fresh wheel midrace, but , of course the wonderful lady was off keeping the kids occupied for a few days .
you just cant win [}:)]

In good times and in bad
For richer, for poorer
In sickness and in health
As long as it doesn't blow over 15 knots.

You have to be a fellow addict to understand.