Ow...

...muscles hurt that I didn't even know could hurt.
But surfing was awesome. The surf was really rough but Carolan and I had a great time. I'm not sure if it was our 5mm thick wetsuits, or the fact that we normally swim in the frigid waters of Northeast America, but the water felt quite nice. In fact, I dove under a few times. Gave me some lovely bloodshot eyes but it was totally worth it.
Our "ensemble" consisted of a 5mm thick wetsuit, wetsuit boots, a wetsuit hood and another thin shirt over that. I didn't do well with the hood. It was very claustrophobic feeling and I hate not being able to hear everything around me, the waves breaking and crashing on the shore, the birds, I needed to take it off. They were really surprised that I wasn't cold when I took it off. I reminded them after that we were from New England, and that water was a lot warmer than New England water. Judging by how easily I could dive under water and not get a brainfreeze, I'd say it was even warmer than New England water in the summer.
We got there a little late for the first lesson, and really early for the second one so they let us jump into the first lesson. Since it ended and we hadn't had the full time they let us hold onto the boards and wetsuits and continue attempting to surf for awhile. It was nothing like surfing in Seabrook, I can tell you that much. In fact I mostly knee-boarded. The undertoe was intense and one of the instructors said the waters just weren't very good that day. It's all right though we tried our best and got up a few times.
It was mainly nice to be able to sit in the water, at one point I just sat on the surfboard and watched the waves. It was so peaceful and so relaxing. It was just what we needed. My spirit feels rejuvenated.
My body on the other hand, not so much. Random muscles hurt that I didn't even realize I was using. At least it was a good workout though. It's two days later and they still hurt. Probably didn't help that I decided to go to the gym yesterday but I didn't want to fall out of my schedule. Oh well.
I woke up early this morning with shakes and flipping from being wicked hot to wicked cold, nevermind the fact that my head hurt so bad I could barely lift myself from my bed. But I had to because you can't take medicine on an empty stomach. So I had some toast and some water and took my medicine and now I'm sitting in my bed writing to you with my body temperature still on the fritz. Right now I'm sweating. But it's apparently cold in our apartment according to my roommate, probably because I opened all the windows because I'm sweating!
Well that's about as much as my eyes can handle. So I'm going to go drink some ice water and pray that my temp will change. Ugh.