When I was six or seven, I was body surfing in the waters off of La Hoya, CA. I got sucked down under more than a few times, and I don't remember much, but I do remember being rolled end-over-end through the surf under water, not knowing which way was up. When I came to a brief stop, I reached above my head only to get a handful of sand. I finally was able to right myself and get on shore though.
I was a good swimmer as a kid... Still am I suppose.
Then there was this time my apartment blew up, and a friend of mine named Tyler Durdin and I went to have some beer. Afterwards he told me that he wanted me to hit him as hard as I could...
Ryan