There are some weeks when I sit down to write this column and a debate rages in my head. And let me tell you, the debates that happen inside my skull can be some brutal, knock-down brawls.

Should I surf Cedars, where it’s going to be bigger but the wind is on it? Or should I drive to the South End, where I know it will be cleaner but I’ll have to compete for waves with a bunch of tireless, 24-year-old rippers and 54-year-old longboarders?