mentally tossing self under bus.

recantly I found myself driving in at Muir, contiously telling mysely the surf was going to be a bit worse than I have grown accustom to over this summer. Why would I eber try and catch the same wave 6 sweetstrokes later than a friend whom has allready broken through a wave? The answer simply is that I was beginning to begin on my new negiative oddacy. With littel curage, energy, deturmination, and effort I dragegged my farmed punk ass out of the surf and began to go again. Two more increadbly week, awkward moves in the surf and I have time to mentally whine about not even eating a banana. Back on the beach, peal out of the drysuit i had half on and half off with the waist sincheched as is my way, I peeled out of it, releasing the water, wile turing the leggs insid out, on a log in the sun to dry. Having lost nothing in my three breef incounters with early morning surf crashes, I set my sticks where the reels would not get sand aman lifted up my yack to relese a bit of water. With all sistems go minuse a hat and my lesser of two pair sunglasses, I was again off and ready to choke.  This time i put on the full suit, zipped up, paddled out threw the wave I was sure was my last, took three more confused strokes, looked up, yelled copulate as loud as I felt appropreate and preceded to get compleatly hammered by a nice looking curl, of the kind that tends to leave mist off its leeding edge as it beginnsto slam dowm on everything in tits path. Somewhere out there in the sand and surf is a piece of my man card, a little of my self confadence and a replacable, faided orange hat some of wich may be lost for ever.
 

 
bummer on the smash-biff
I to have my own personal bus for which to dive under...my therapist says not to use "negative self talk" tho...

Get Some!!!   a little abuse go's a long ways!!!  Enjoy the ride...  just make sure you get your noodles on!!!

Welcome to the thumped club Probably won't be the last time. Man card not lost. After gettin whooped 3 times, going back after it again takes balls! Glad you didn't loose more than a hat

Oh ,man Dave. Just dont say Duane was there laughing his ass off. Were you by the big rock? You got sac dude.

sometimes you're are the windshield, sometimes you're the bug.

At least you weren't th only one that got slammed this weekend, you are in good company.

Pound for pound, (hehe), you just can't beat a Relentless report.

Pound for pound, (hehe), you just can't beat a Relentless report.

That is the truth Eric. Dave, are you out there yet?

Oh ,man Dave. Just dont say Duane was there laughing his ass off.

  It's easy to picture tho isn't it

Come on Dave, let's go punch that man card tomorrow. Are you off?