for some reason

all kidding aside
the last week of surfing has shaken my confidence level to the ground.
Today I went at about 1000 AM to try to get the tide at the right point.
Trunks,sunny, a few peaks and shoulders starting to show with minimal wind and "almost" glassy conditions....nice
I got a couple rides that were cool...
however
I got a few that
weren't cool at all.
again
FOR THE 4TH DAY NOW
superlative pearling,
pitches,
side-o-the-face smack downs,wondering if I'm gonna drive my head thru the board kinda shit.
Of course, all while in the presence of my SUPER alter ego,
3 surfers whom I respect greatly, Ted, mike, and Kyle
and GOD ALMIGHTY.
Thankfully they were the only people out I knew.
My head is still ringing a bit from one super bitch slap I took.
JUST
BITCH SLAPPED !
I have cartwheeled, pearled, been tossed over, caught rails, floated into 6 feet of air then free fallen on the board straight down to the bottom,
more in 4 days
than I have in...well, what seems to be 4 years.
Of course that doesn't count the major
medical, life threatening,
cosmic BITCH SLAP of 3.2 years ago,
that lasted, in earnest, for 3 months and dragged on for,
well....
Alrighty then...I guess, considering,I have hope eternal.
I'm still very stoked....
Yes I am ! !
I am.

Surf on.