Couldn't do the birthday session yesterday so opted for today. And I knew it was going to be tough. Solid overhead 10 sec windswell with a quickly dropping tide. Current, lots of it, and it got worse as the tide dropped. Brutal reverse rips that just held you in place.
Was not a long sesh. Took a while to get out the back and to the sandbar I wanted to go. Got a couple there but then it started getting impossible to stay on the sandbar because of the longshore current - if you're paddling against it and still going backwards, why even fight it? Just aim for another sandbar and don't get tricked out/in too far. Very hard to sit in the right place, highly erratic with a lot of warbles.
But oh yes perfect roping right came in, easy drop, set up the upcoming barrel section pretty much perfectly except I got way too greedy. After what I went through, I wanted to get BARRELED. And oh yes I did, about 8 feet further back than I should have been, totally unnecessary, could have put myself anywhere I wanted on that wave. Still, went a good distance deep in that barrel before the bottom trench got a little chaotic. Took that exit when it presented itself without too bad repercussions. And then I got annihilated by the rest of that set, the next one, finally clawed my way out to about 40 feet from the lineup when I got absolutely drilled by a cleanup set, didn't even try to duck dive the first two, just annihilated, barely surfaced from the first before the second landed on my head. Sent way in, far enough, that fuck this, bellied one the rest of the way in.
That wasn't enough masochism for the day so I ran 12 miles after I got home.