So far I’ve discovered two ways to fall when skateboarding goes wrong.
The easy way, usually while going pretty slowly, sees me bounce up with little more than injured pride.
This is usually followed by awkward, did-anyone-see-that, grin. Continue reading “There’s two ways to fall in skateboarding”
In the last week I’ve gone from um-ing and ah-ing over what skateboard to buy, to taking the plunge and diving right in.
I’ve taken my new skateboard to two skateparks in London, local parks in Epsom, Leatherhead and Ashstead, acquired my first skateboarding bruises, practiced kick turns and rolling in (off the smaller ramps!) and had a go, albeit unsuccessfully, at rock n rolls.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. Continue reading “Well, that escalated fast”