Yesteday, tired of the frustration over my shoulder issues and accumulated time with medical services, conflicting advice from practitioners, and pain, I was in a rare funk. A buddy asked me if I wanted to dawn patrol at a spot I used to surf a great deal and still love, about a shoulder high swell forecast and light east wind. I am in no way suggesting that anyone else follow my example, but I blew off the medical advice received earlier that day and said sure, let's go surfing. Skipped the meds that are supposed to help me sleep but make me feel like an idiot. Slept like a baby (well, once my 17 year-old daughter got back in), woke up easily, and was in the water about 15 minutes before sunrise. I di take my anti-inflammatories. Decided to ride my old faithful 9'3" Murphy. I'll admit that I was careful, no late takeoffs, very easy paddling, but damn... Got a couple of good rights, a screamer of a left with a good floater at the end that had my two friends asking if I really had back/shoulder issues, and just a beautiful time altogether. No one else on or near our peak, it's a completely undeveloped stretch of coast, and the sunrise was gorgeous. I may pay for it later, but when I got to PT at 11 my theraptist was saying "I don't know what happened, but your cervicals haven't felt this right since you've been coming here." Led to an interesting converstation. When I finish getting all this sorted out in the coming weeks/months, I'll update the shoulder thread! Until then, my daughter said something like "Papa, you are just radiating positive energy!" when I came in the door this morning. What more can I ask for?