The surf finally came up, so that was my focus. And my wife went out of town, which disrupted my training plans. I certainly found some creative ways to fit it in, but I didn’t get in the volume I’ve been able to eek out lately.
It has been a long time coming. With the slow winter doldrums and my two injuries, I spent more than six weeks out of the ocean. Not good for my soul at all. On Tuesday, Feb. 26, I surfed around day break and again at sunset. Both sessions were wonderful, though it was like two different days and two different places. I hit up Ponce Inlet for both sessions. The morning surf was a bit bigger, breaking quite far out, with strong offshore winds, and less heads in the water. In the evening, it was close to shore, really consistent, with less wind and more people. I didn’t care one bit. I loved both sessions. I started the morning with a quick little barrel and ended the evening session with starting to find my lines and my legs in the water. A true cleanse. Wednesday wasn’t so good. I waited until the afternoon – hoping. I found a few, but my luck ran out not long after. Still great to be out in the water, which was emerald green and super clear.
I found my way out to Dairy for a good ride and got in some swim and gym time before Jen left.
With the Kids
Since Jen was gone, it was “work out with daddy” in the mornings and trail work and biking at my Mom’s in the day. We ended up finishing a real nice ladder bridge up into and between two trees, which was super fun to build and now to ride.
Now, it is back to my routine and prepping for Miami.