So, I did an impulsive thing. I bought a skateboard.
If pressed, I don’t think I could tell you why.
It has wheels and a blue underbelly and I’m a bower bird at heart. It rolls sort of like my bicycle. I wanted to try something new.
It just seemed like the thing to do.
I have been staying put in Wooloweyah, Australia, for the last week, helping out a friend and learning how to surf. Skating is a natural extension of that balance, right?
As it turns out, falling on the road hurts a lot more than falling on the waves.
(I’m becoming a pro at both).
Sometimes self-care has four wheels. Sometimes it has two.
If anything, learning to surf and skateboard reminds me of the joy of beginning.
Rumble tumble love. Falling & getting up again.