I made it back to the open water. It was chaotic, humbling, and a little embarrassing — and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Every season has a first day. That moment when you dust off the wetsuit, drive to the water, and remind yourself why you do this. Mine happened at Tobay Beach, and it went about as smoothly as you’d expect from someone who clearly spent the off-season doing everything except preparing for this moment. Here’s what went dow…
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