There comes a time when recovering from injury that you have accept it's good enough and you can get back on the horse, so to speak. The sea may still be eight degrees and the air similiar, but today was the day. I briefly debated whether boots were required, before acknowledging my feet would probably go numb without them. The conditions weren't great but 140 days after I sprained my ankle, I made back on to a windsurfing board. In the sea, not on dry land. Obviously.
All in all it was better than I'd expected. Sure, there's some stiffness but I now have pretty much full movement. The wind was a little up and down all afternoon, and the small Hayling waves were best before the wind kicked in, but two hours of blasting in the sun during April was very satisfying to say the least. Roll on next time.