A Beachbum Looks at 45
Today is not just a regular day…..it’s my Birthday. Always a good reason to celebrate. I’ve done a pretty good job of not giving my age out to very often, and have mostly gotten away with passing for much younger than I actually am. But today I am 45….and alas, it’s the truth.
One of the best books I’ve ever read is called “A Pirate Looks At 50” which is an autobiography by Jimmy Buffet. At the beginning of the book he paints a complete picture of his life in 500 words or less. Today,
A Beachbum…..A Cycling Beachbum Looks At 45.
I entered the world and spent my first year in Regina, Saskatchewan. Moved into a house on Saskatoon’s South East side which formed all my childhood memories. Got my first bike. Went on a Family trip to Hawaii in Grade 1. Went on a Family Cruise through the Caribbean in Grade 7 without any idea that I would one day call this place home. Made it through Elementary and High school without getting peer pressured into the drug and alcohol scene. Picked up good friends and an education along the way. Owned a ’68 Mustang as my first car. It provided transportation, lots of looks, and even more frustrations. Sold the Stang. Spent the Summer before University, skiing with the Saskatoon Waterski Club. This club became Family to me for 6 years. Entered the University of Saskatchewan as an Arts and Science student…..graduated 5 years later with a Bachelor of Commerce degree. Went on an extended holiday to Mexico, which started a nearly annual vacation to the Sun. Competed in the Saskatchewan Bodybuilding Championships…..the absolute most disciplined thing I have ever done. Spent a couple years flipping jobs. In 1994 began a four year shift as a Marketing Rep for Costco….still the longest period of time I’ve ever worked for one company. This job provided me with a newly built home, a good reputation, and some great friends. Spent a couple months in the Caribbean and upon returning, decided to give up what I had in Saskatoon and try something different. Traveled Europe for a month, and then directly took off to St. Kitts to work for a watersports company on the beach. Became a professional Beachbum. Returned to Saskatoon. Spent a couple more months in St. Kitts. Came back again, and met “the” girl. Did some motivational speaking and other odd jobs. Was offered a “real” job back in St. Kitts. Accepted it. Turned it down. Regretted it. Decided to move there anyway. Became a road cyclist. Married the “girl”. Moved to Austin, another type of paradise. Moved back to Canada for 3 years. Couldn’t do it. Moved back to Austin. Put on tons of miles on and off the bike. Moved to Grenada to open up Mocha Spoke. Woke up today with my beautiful Wife, amazing Daughter, and two incredible Sons. Sat down and took a satisfied look at 45 from my house overlooking the Caribbean sea, with plans for a birthday ride, and beach time with my Family. Where else?