Bothered

Sometimes you just have those days where, despite the waves being pretty good, your diary being completely free, and your list of commitments being very small or non-existent, you just decide that you're not going to surf. And so it was this weekend. Admittedly it had been a pretty brutal week with nearly 80 hours clocked in at work over the five days so I didn't feel so bad to opt for the lie-in over 3-4ft on the Saturday and closer to 4 - 5ft on the Sunday. Sometimes it's OK to just say no. It's definitely going to make the next session feel that much sweeter.