So I started this blog in dire need of a new hobby. I have barely been exposed to blogspot before, but I have heard it lingering around. I'm not quite sure how it all works, but I am open to find out. Well, predominately this blog is to express my alter ego. My daring alter ego if you must, because in real life I'm sort of a wimp. Kind of scrawny, not much muscle to me or meat for that matter. I bought my first longboard about 4 months ago. I rode it here and there, its high point was in Florida where I could never let go of it. After the vacation ended and I went back to dumb Texas, the hype gradually faded away. I wasn't too fond of the non-existent hills in my area. Got the speed wobbles heading toward a 24-hour Fitness and landed flat on my chest, elbows attempting to break my fall, except for the fact where I skid and was bruised for days. I had to lie to the rents saying it was a mishap "on the job". Which wasn't to smart because they wanted me to file for injury on the job. Got back on a couple weeks later, dislocated something in my knee, haven't gotten on since. Until today. Getting back on that board (which wasn't mine) felt like I had lost all memory of ever being on a board. Like it was my first time. I had to re-learn absolutely everything, how to stand, break, pedal. Although it seems like I had total amnesia of my longboarding history, I am actually ready to learn the right way.
Well my rant is over, no one will read this blahblahblah. But hey, who cares!
Confessions of a wimpy longboarder
-Nala
