Sigh....relationships and windsurfing are such a problem.
It starts with the excuses; "I only want to get a windsurfer for those days when it's too windy to sail the cat". Then you realise it's more than just a friendship between her and the sport.
There's all the demands; "You've GOT to show me how to beach start".
Then there's the little white lies; "I really need this new sail" she says. "My old one is starting to lose shape in the bottom panel".
There's the accusations; "You moved my harness lines along the boom!"
There's the jeering laughter when she goes faster than you do.[}:)]
There's the time when her gaze drifts away from you, and you realise she's found another love.....that sleek 12 feet of plastic.
You catch her out when she makes those little slips. With a sinking heart you realise she wasn't out with a girlfriend; she's been cheating and hitting the water by herself.
And finally, just like last Sunday she throws you out of the warm and snug bed you've long shared.......just because she wants you out with her, blasting around in cold 20 knot winds in midwinter.
Yes, windsurfing relationships are hell.
