Again it has been a while since I got wet. Yesterday and today I felt better so I got my lazy butt down to fabulous Oceanside, CA. There was one surfer north side and one surfer south side. Nothing good to ride; the waves were big but closing out horizontal to the sand mostly into a big, white, surging, foamy hunk of loveliness. The surging foam was pulling to the south moderately. I wore the wet suit and warm hood and just kicked it out around past the breakers. The water felt nice after ten minutes; just kicking on my back with fins relaxing and easing up and down with the rise and fall of the swell is sweet. I stayed in maybe twenty-five minutes and got out because I didn't want to overdo it on my back. A nice day for me. Then when I was cleaning my junk out of my car when I got home I stuck my finger on a safety pin while reaching into a car crevice to get my wedding ring. In my cursing and shaking my hand my ring disappeared. I looked around everywhere imaginable but I can't find it. I may have to invest another hundred dollars again for a replacement ring. If I do that will be my third hundred dollar wedding ring. And, oh yea, "The first time you quit is the last time you try."
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