My surf instructor, Diana, asked me to meet her in Sunset Beach at 8 a.m. The morning was cool and overcast when I pulled into the public parking area. In following the unspoken rules of surfing, I left my house keys, phone, and towel in my car. All you need is a wetsuit and a board.
Let me start off by saying, I'm not in the best shape according to society's standards of beauty. I'm not even in my own Personal Best shape, if I "compare and despair" over the health of my body now versus in prior years when fitness and eating clean was a higher priority. So the idea of purchasing an expensive full body wetsuit, that essentially accentuates every curve and bulge, was not an experience I was looking forward to.