Actually, in spite of that title I am not on the bench. I’m in the game. The skateboard game. With nothing but frantic patches of time available to work out lately the longboard fits the bill. Tommy and I practiced on the Betton Hills starter course then moved over to the Indianhead bunny slopes. In just thirty minutes of skating we ran into two (2) old friends who don’t even live here and I got scared in that puckered up “I might have made a bad decision” at least three (3)times. I’m going to have to learn how to stop pretty soon, but for now- the flat-footed pounding you get as you run off the momentum from bailing out is like a long bike ride packed into 10 or 15 steps. By that I mean it makes your quads sore as hell the next day.
So where is the best parking lot in town for this sort of thing?