five thirty in the morning. just biked back home in the rain from a delicious seventeen hour day at work. all i want to do is head out to fort point and surf at the foot of the golden gate bridge. biking along chrissy field a few weekends ago, i remembered that ‘cold’ is a very relative term in san francisco. i had just come back from costa rica, and it was easy to see there is nothing that can stop you from having the time of your life. these brave souls out on the rocky mouth of the bay riding the waves are a clear reminder. so go do what rocks your boat, ride that wave and do not let anything stop you from making life fun.