Do Tuesdays move slower than Mondays? Yay or nay?
Missed the brilliant side of the dawn today. Lately, I’ve been waking up well before my alarm, despite the strangely early hour, but it just didn’t happen today.
Got to the park and felt loose (even with an odd breath in that pinched my back). Surprisingly, a skater came by around the 7 o’clock hour. I would say his ollies over gaps and slides on the transitions put my skating to shame, but it seems I left my self-conscious attitude behind in my early 30s. I hope the trend keeps.
As expected, my deck is getting thrashed with all the banked stalls I’ve been doing to build balance. I’m not sure how I forgot just how quickly a deck can get torn up, but there it is.
No matter. I’m excited to pick up a new deck with some slick art soon.