Post by chrislovesyou on Jun 20, 2007 14:58:38 GMT -5
heyho
last year i skated for the first time of my live.. as good as the first time.
i really had a great time and straight from the beginning i totally enjoyed "just" skating. without doing all the tricks. of course i tried some tricks (ollie, manual, bailing and riding down BIG hills), but the riding itself was more fun to me... from september till about now i had a big big pause... well, i had a lot of probs and.. okay, there's no real excuse. i just don't know. enough pre-story.
today i got my (first) longboard and i was happy like our cat who gets his food (a thousand times a day), or like our dog when we go out for a walk on a nice (winter!) day. short: i was pretty happy
i put on the wheels and screwed the trucks to that sweet board (sector 9, pintail, 47.75") and done was a longboard. yeah, it was pretty long, for my eyes. when it was done and i put it on the ground, exactly in the same moment, i felt a raindrop on my long and sexy hair. after seconds i felt more and more, so i closed the window, which was a real smart decision. it started raining like hell and i heard thunder(struck! nah nah nah naaah nah nah naaah naah THUNDER). so i ripped off my green shirt, climbed up the roof, the wind blowing through my hair and the raindrops lashing down on my wet and steely body. while the neighbours were screaming and about to call the cops, maybe cause i wasn't THAT hot, i shouted, my face heavenward, and spitted: "YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SKATE?! I SHOW YOU HOW I THINK ABOUT THIS!"
right when i was about to pull down my pants, the heaven became clear and blue like my bushings and the sun laughed at my stiff nipples.. or at my face.
i shouted for my brother, we went out and went skating. it was a very strange feeling, at first. i didn't think cross-stepping would be that hard, but how wrong you can be... well, it was my first time
enough of that detailed stuff, i say it short: IT WAS LOVE AT THE FIRST RIDE
i skated as long as my skinny body could take it and went home very happy, satisfied and done.
love, chris
last year i skated for the first time of my live.. as good as the first time.
i really had a great time and straight from the beginning i totally enjoyed "just" skating. without doing all the tricks. of course i tried some tricks (ollie, manual, bailing and riding down BIG hills), but the riding itself was more fun to me... from september till about now i had a big big pause... well, i had a lot of probs and.. okay, there's no real excuse. i just don't know. enough pre-story.
today i got my (first) longboard and i was happy like our cat who gets his food (a thousand times a day), or like our dog when we go out for a walk on a nice (winter!) day. short: i was pretty happy
i put on the wheels and screwed the trucks to that sweet board (sector 9, pintail, 47.75") and done was a longboard. yeah, it was pretty long, for my eyes. when it was done and i put it on the ground, exactly in the same moment, i felt a raindrop on my long and sexy hair. after seconds i felt more and more, so i closed the window, which was a real smart decision. it started raining like hell and i heard thunder(struck! nah nah nah naaah nah nah naaah naah THUNDER). so i ripped off my green shirt, climbed up the roof, the wind blowing through my hair and the raindrops lashing down on my wet and steely body. while the neighbours were screaming and about to call the cops, maybe cause i wasn't THAT hot, i shouted, my face heavenward, and spitted: "YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SKATE?! I SHOW YOU HOW I THINK ABOUT THIS!"
right when i was about to pull down my pants, the heaven became clear and blue like my bushings and the sun laughed at my stiff nipples.. or at my face.
i shouted for my brother, we went out and went skating. it was a very strange feeling, at first. i didn't think cross-stepping would be that hard, but how wrong you can be... well, it was my first time
enough of that detailed stuff, i say it short: IT WAS LOVE AT THE FIRST RIDE
i skated as long as my skinny body could take it and went home very happy, satisfied and done.
love, chris