It's going to be a nasty weekend down here. My wife told me to drop the umbrellas since the winds were going up to 30 knots and it's supposed to rain all weekend.
That said, if you're looking for something to do, I'm taking my backyard pond out to 35,000 gallons - aiming for a 10' target depth, and it's a lot of work. You won't get overheated in the rain, and I'll keep you well-fed - you'll burn off at least 6,000 calories a day out there humping in the mud.
The payoff is that if the winds calm down while you're down here, I'll dive you off my boat until you can't climb up the ladder from exhaustion. I'll get you in ok - just like a body recovery but no hooks. You won't wind up in the "In Memoriam" section while everyone compares me unfavorably to Simon Legree.
It's not that inviting, but I'd do this before I'd go back to Sawgrass Mall voluntarily or a lot of the stuff mentioned here.
The other healthy alternative is just write the weekend off and get hammered at your hotel. The Lost Weekend can be a lot more than an old Billy Wilder movie.