The city built a skateboard park near where my mom used to live near the beach, back when I would skate all the time. I'm back in town. Used to skate in Gainesville to get around. Hmm nice ramps and transitions. I felt lucky. Little hops off the sides at first, taking it easy. This is fun! Ha. More confidence. Fakies in the halfpipe. Tailtaps and rocknrolls. Frontside and Method airs off the jump ramps. Ollie airs, getting higher. Little fella, "Nice deck," he says. I notice people stayin' a bit out of my way - getting respect at the skate park - at 32! Legs get stronger, third day out there - hot, I'm working my way around the park - small crowd. I'm getting a little show offy as more people show up, hmm, "...can't ollie on a longboard" eh? I love that one - I'll show em. Pulled that off and me hed grew a notch. Carved around past the grey ramp and wiped the sweat clear from my skalp. Up we go - frontside air - hand slipps off - down I go - crashing - coolness gone - scraped up my left elbow/left knee (I skate regular-foot). But worst of all I twisted my ankle bad, left one. Couldn't walk on it the next day. 3 weeks later it's finally to the point that I don't limp strut like a pimp from the '70s. I finally got back out, surfing yesterday. I've missed some good waves. Great waves yesterday too. I'm out of shape and been bummin' my girl's smokes. Serious low-tide grinders outside, head high. I caught two waves and came in. Water was warm though - hot in my full suit I was. Still geeks in booties and gloves because it's January. Water 58F. Air 76F.
Should have time later. I'll go try it again today.
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