During this time I spent underwater, which seemed like an eternity, I was wrestling with the thoughts of dying as well as staying calm so I could get myself out of this mess. I was taught when a situation like this occurs to keep your eyes open, look for a gap in the reef, and push off when there is a break in the waves. Training and actual experiences are two completely different situations and not matter how I trained I would never be ready for this day.
As I was gaining my composure and telling myself to stay calm so I can make it out I felt a sense of relief because the ocean is my second home. It took me a while to understand this but once I did I could feel the water begin to slow down and that is when I made the move. I shot out of this god forsaken hole in the reef and poked my head out of the water as if I were a sea turtle only to be struck by yet another on coming wave. Thankfully that wave took me close enough to shore so I was out of trouble. I was ALIVE!
Sitting there on the beach, broken board and cuts all over, I had a slight grin on my face. I know that I had probably become to confident in the ocean and she was just letting my know who was in charge. I sat there with looking at a sunset that, to me, was the most beautiful thing in the entire world with a beer in hand thinking about how the day change from the start to that moment. I will never forget this day for the rest of my life.

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