What Have I Gotten Myself Into...

"I'm a surfer," he said.

Upon hearing these three words, the little warning bells in my head began to ring, 'player alert!' I knew it was too good to be true. He's good looking, has been to Australia, speaks English, and did I mention good looking?! The good looking ones are always players, it's a fact.

It took him about a month to convince me that my stereotype of surfers was not factual in any way, and that he is indeed a one girl kind of guy who is boyfriend material. We have been dating now for about four months; four wonderful months of cold days and small waves. But, as the season changes from winter to spring, the weather is getting warmer and the surf conditions are improving. There are competitions coming up, and the World Surf League (WSL) is showing on TV. All of which leaves me wondering, what have I gotten myself into?

To be fair, he warned me. On our very first date he told me that he wants to go surfing every day. He will choose surfing over going on a date with me, almost always. It doesn't mean that he doesn't love me. It means that he has two loves in his life. If I ask him to choose between me and his passion, I will lose. He wants both.

I accepted his terms, on the condition that he did not ask me to give up my hobbies either. I want to continue living my life as I please, going out with my friends, pursuing my never-ending list of hobbies, working whatever job I chose, and enjoying life to the fullest. I want it all.

So far our agreement seems to be working perfectly. We are both living our lives as we wish, and meeting when we have time. I do get the feeling, however, that I am slowly being sucked into the world of surfing. So much so, that I have even decided to write a blog about it. Let’s see where this exciting new journey takes me.

The Surfer’s Girlfriend

I have always been interested in surfing. I have even tried it a few times before. This is me demonstrating how to fall off a board. haha

Like I said, far too good looking!