"Aren’t you cold?"

Depending on my mood, I'll vary the answer to keep things interesting:

"Sure – but I’m not going to let that stop me!"

Or, sometimes:

"Nah - I do this every day!"

You see, most of my surfing is done in the morning before work. As often as not, I haven’t managed to get away from the house as early as I would like, and so I’m kind of in a hurry to get into the water and down to the serious business of having fun.

Let's face it, getting in and out of that wetsuit, when the next thing I have to do is go to work, simply cuts into my surfing time! So I don’t bother.

Cold water is, as they say, a "mind over matter" thing – If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter. I have gotten to the point where I simply grab my gear and stride right in. I don’t much think about it any more.

Of course, if I’m not on my way to work and if I know that I’m going to be out for more than an hour, I’ll put on my wetsuit. What, do you think I’m crazy or something?

Although there is really no comparison, getting into cold water makes me think of Jesus. Jesus knew that the cross, that death, would be very, very cold – yet he strode right in "for the joy set before Him".