The skatepark wasn’t exactly pristine yesterday, but when the temperature hovered above 40 degrees (Fahrenheit) after nearly a week around 0 (that’s -17.7 C), I wasn’t about to be picky. A few banks were clear of snow and puddles, so I made like a cruiser pump artist and worked my way back and forth between opposite sides of a trapezoidal box or whatever you might call it.

While the session ended with me rolling my ankle for the first time since starting back up, it was a much needed one. A couple days ago, I found myself daydreaming in the basement about a mini ramp and, eventually, what a miniaturized indoor skatepark might look like in the house.
It’s clear that I’m in the hallucination/fantasizing portion of the skateboard calendar.
If dreaming up affordable plywood and coping weren’t enough, I also dreamed about landing the gnarliest tricks at my local park. Like yeah, sure, pretty soon I’ll be able to boardslide to fake acid drop into a concrete quarter pipe, no doubt.
I’ll daydream a little longer with my ankle causing problems and some rainy/snowy weather. Just as well—school starts soon, and I should probably do some conventional exercise to work away at least a few of those sugar cookies I’ve been plowing through.
Hmmm, maybe it is time to start pricing plywood…

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