One evening we found ourselves having dinner in the charming little town of Pacifica, just south of San Francisco. I remember beautiful waves were rolling in as the sun was setting behind them. There were a few surfers in the lineup, and we watched as they made the cycle from wave to wave. I had struck up a conversation with our waiter and he shared a story about two of his regular customers. Both were retired. One was a long time surfer, the other was a long time runner. The runner was depressed because his knees bothered him and he could no longer do what he loved. The surfer on the other hand was happy as a lark. He surfed everyday and recounted his tales with our waiter on a regular basis. Last year, I ended making the decision to give up running. It was tough because I love the freedom it allows you. I often say there is no better way to explore a city than to go for a run through it. Although it was hard, I remind myself of this story and it reassures me that giving up the running shoes for my stand up paddle board was the right thing to do. Maybe someday I will be like this guy…hanging ten, early in the morning on a Wednesday? I wish everyone who visits here the best and I hope you are all able to do what you love as long as your heart desires. Whatever that thing is, go out and do it today…no need to wait for tomorrow.