Sitting in a Lounge with a stupid plan

I’m sitting in Schiphol airport waiting to fly back to London. I have one of those tablet style laptops, a trendy brown leather overnight bag, I’m sitting in the BA lounge and I’m catching glimpses of myself in the window and thinking what a twat.
I turned 30 ten months ago and I find myself thinking this more and more. It’s not that I’m a nameless suit or corporate bigwig. I’m a relatively normal twat. I work a 9-5(8-7) in the city, share a flat in Kennington with two old uni mates, get drunk 1.2 times per week, do the occasional park bootcamp and I rejoiced when black pudding became a super food.
It’s a state of being that I feel requires something more and it is partly due to the above that I have decided to set myself a challenge.

I am going to master board sports. In particular, I am going to learn to surf, skateboard and snowboard. And, because its 2018 and its not something I know very much about I’m going to document the process on the internet.

I imagine someone will stumble across this, realise it’s a boring as fuck page about a 30 year old going through what seems like a mid life crisis but that’s OK. I’m doing this partly because it seems like a strange set of challenges to take on and also because it’s a great way to procrastinate in an airport lounge.