Last night at around 9:30 I drank my last frosty margarita in celebration of another season in Mexico completed. And as of today, I am officially on the wagon until around 10:45am on June 13th, when I hope to be crossing the finish line at the annual Jay Moriarity Paddleboard Race in Santa Cruz. The Jay is not too punishing, but is not exactly pleasant either. It's 12 miles of mostly glassy water, but often comes with side orders of thick fog, thick kelp, and thick marine life. I have done virtually no training, but I've got 2 weeks and a brand new 19' board to pull it together. That is going to be one delicious, ice cold Pacifico. I can almost taste it.
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