No... all my fears are well-founded in solid logic and empirical inquiry!
After all, if I go swimming in the ocean, knowing what I do about riptides, sleeper waves, and shark activity in the Atlantic in <3 feet of water, there's a very good chance that I may come to some sort of harm.... and when you factor in how scallop boat dredging has changed tidal patterns.... my original calculations may be now obsolete or fundamentally flawed in some significant way, rendering me helpless in the face of a sudden tidal surge...
Plus, knowing my limitations with regard to my presence of mind and easy distractability, I may not notice I'm in trouble (being pulled out to sea) till it's too late to get back to shore by myself... and then I'd have to endure the unspeakable humiliation of needing to ask for help.. possibly missing the clues and cues of the lifeguards who come to my rescue and making a complete and total ass of myself as crowds on the beach watch, laugh & point. How mortifying! Truly, the ocean is a fear-inspiring place for me, not to mention the drama of walking down the beach surrounded by partially clad, overly social strangers...
But why let that stop me from visiting my favorite place -- the ocean?
I have always been terrified of putting my face in water, but I love to swim, and the ocean is the one place I can actually relax -- when I'm not obsessing about tides and shark attacks and getting into some sort of altercation/social distress at the beach, that is!