Got up and went for a desperate drive on Friday, before work but ended up just heading home to help with drop of to school

This morning i woke for a jog and gambled that the swell period might bring something, anything. Well made it to a beach up my way and was so uninspired i sat in the car and sulked for 30 minutes

until the wind dropped slightly and i got even more desperate than ever so squeezed into the new wet suit, (you forget how tight they are brand new

). Thank god to the Sweet Potato i managed to have a good time

Nothing special but enjoyed myself so much

Especially after so long out of the surf..