If you know me, or you’ve read any of this blog, you know my first love was the water. My Mom can attest that I was riding on the tip of the bow of my dad’s boat long before Leo made it cool. I think I could live on a boat. The only problem that crosses my mind is, where would I run? Being out on the water is my happy place; It’s where I feel free; It’s where I reflect on life (and catch up on some sleep). It truly puts…