As soon as I get my paddling gear together and start heading out the front door, I begin salivating like Pavlov's dogs. The reason why? As I drive down to the outrigger launch site in Newport Beach I munch on sport blocks, gels or goo. It's one of the only times I eat refined sugar and my body loves it (craves it, is addicted to it) so much.
See previous short shameful confessions