Burnt by the Sun

Yes, the title is a band reference. Go listen to them. Their first full album is amazing if you're into hardcore. If not, it's just noise. Anyways...

Yesterday I had a full day in the beach. Zuma, to be exact. It's a beach in Malibu, California. The weather was perfect for the beach. I took every chance I had to take some amazing pictures, maybe I'll be able to get off my ass and upload some, but right now, my ass is lazy and I'll just rant off about my day.

I basically hung out in the beach with family and took pictures of random moments. Spent about a good eight hours there. I drank about four gallons of salt water. Half of which was taken through the nose and the other half went through my ears. I went body surfing first, but failed miserably since I haven't done that in years. I ended up curling in with the waves and enjoying salt water go up my nose. After getting my ass handed to I tried out bodyboarding. I was a bit more successful then, but I did get to hit a couple of little kids, which is either a good or bad thing. Which ever way you look at it.

So right now, I'm sitting here on the computer wondering when the pain will go away. What pain, you ask? The sun burn on my back, shoulder and chest. The pain I have in my calves every time I walk and the pain in my wrist. I can explain the sunburn part and even my calves, but I have no clue how my wrist hurts. Maybe I'm just being a baby about it.