Let’s just get this out of the way: surfing is a cult. A wet, sandy, sun-kissed, saltwater cult that smells like reef-safe sunscreen and existential freedom. Once you catch your first wave, it’s over. You’re done. That’s it. Congratulations, you’ve entered the point of no...

They say the ocean has a way of testing you. It teases with glassy perfection one moment, then punishes with bone-rattling wipeouts the next. But if you’re one of the lucky ones blessed (or cursed) with the resilience gene, scientifically known as COMT, you don’t...

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