I've surfed my fair share of times. I went to college in Santa Cruz, and my freshman year I had a friend who was down to take me out surfing all the time. He failed out after that year because he was too down to surf, and moved home. I haven't gone out that much after that. The thing I remember most quickly when I go back out from time to time, is how exhausting it is getting the shit kicked out of you by cold ass waves (the pacific in nor cal gets really fucking cold, for those who don't know) over and over, until by the time you get out to where you need to be, you just want to fucking sit there for a while before riding a wave again (especially as a beginner who catches like 1 out of 50 waves and just eats shit the rest of the time)
I respect surfing, but surfer culture sure has a lot of lame aspects. Sea jocks...