Sometimes, for a reason I can’t come up with, I think about what it means to be a “skateboarder.” You know, when someone asks what you like to do and you say, “I’m a skateboarder.” The word skateboarder carries more of a powerful meaning behind it rather than just saying skater. But that’s just my opinion.
I was going to go into what it was to be skateboarder. It’s just so hard to put into words. Like most things in skating, it’s all feeling. Sure, someone could say they did a kickflip backside tailslide. And that’s what you see. But how does it feel? As for me, it doesn’t matter what trick I do or don’t, I love that feeling. And the fact that I can do whatever I want when I want, gives me so much freedom. I don’t have to get the ball through the basket or stay within a certain boundary.
I’m going to keep this one short. It’s already almost 3am and I have a decently long day tomorrow.
I almost didn’t skate today. Waking up on Thursdays for me right now means I have to be at work at 3. I hate having to stop having fun to go to work. So sometimes Thursdays aren’t very productive for me. Unless grass needs to be cut somewhere. But I digress.
I was going to walk down here to the riverfront. As I was going towards the front door, I looked down at my board just sitting there. Quickly in my mind I realized that it would be silly for me to not skate. After all, it’s 79 degrees out with very few clouds in the sky.
A lot of the times that I go out and cruise, I hit up the familiar spots to me. Places that have deep memories that I’ll always cherish. It’s funny to think that a little manual pad in a church parking lot could be so important to me. Every time I ride by it, I think of all the fun times I’ve had skating it. Like when you learn a trick on a small object then want to take it to a little bit bigger object. I’m sure it’s just a slab of concrete to everyone else. But the times you’ve had there with your friends or just yourself cannot be put into words, really. You live the experience and always have the memories. I love reminiscing.
I always like to see people’s faces when I skate by. I’m sure they’ve seen it on TV or there’s a kid in their neighborhood that skateboards. For me being a skateboarder, I don’t know how to look at it as not one. I’m sure that goes for just about everything. Someone that is super passionate about swimming probably just seems like some person that swims to me. But I can appreciate that passion. I think being so passionate about something helps you express it more. I like to think some people that don’t even know me know how much I like skateboarding just by seeing me skate by. Like, they can appreciate the act even though it may not be very interesting to them.
Maybe some of this is hitting home for someone out there. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only skater that examines things like this. Even if you aren’t a skater, I hope I can convey these thoughts and observations onto things in your life. Maybe have a different outlook or perspective on things. An open mind is a great thing.
It seems most of the time when I go skating anymore, I just cruise around downtown New Albany. My hometown. It’s perfectly fine with me. I enjoy seeing the same sights. I’d say that I use the bicycle lanes more than bicycles do. So to me they’re skate lanes. It makes it easy to navigate all the one-way streets.
It’s just the little things to me that make it such a fun time. There are certain places where I like to hit up on the sidewalk and feel all the cracks and have to make sure I don’t get caught up on a raised up part of the concrete. How about those either plastic or brick pieces they have on the slanted parts where the sidewalk and road meet? Those things are horrible, even just to walk on.
I feel like skateboarding has become way more accepted, like around here. It wasn’t uncommon to have a run in with the police back in the day. But now it seems around here they don’t really care all that much. Stay out of the parking garage and you’re pretty much good to go.
Every now and then I’ll stop by the store for a beer to go. Pushing around with a beer in hand is something my 18-year-old self would not approve of. Needless to say for me, it most certainly does NOT help my skating ability. It’s usually an end of the session kind of thing. Can I get a SUI? (Skating under the influenced)
I love skating in the road headed to the skatepark on the river. Today was the nicest day. There’s usually not much traffic. So I bomb the 6th street hill after skating along the top of the floodwall. I continue to push down the road, wind blowing, headphones on, eyes closed just taking in everything. The music, the rumbling under my feet. The sun setting beyond the Sherman Minton bridge as more of the skatepark comes into view. In these moments, all my worries, all the stress, everything, just stops. It’s such a serene feeling.
People sometimes ask me how I can just seem so happy and smile so much. I always say being negative or mean is just a lot of wasted energy. Be happy. A great way for me to be happy. Skateboarding. So…………
Welcome to my first post of my second skateboard blog. Ever. Yeah, I guess that’s not so special. My first blog was more video-oriented. I don’t know if I’ll ever get back into filming and editing. But more on that later.
What do I hope to accomplish with this? My main reasoning for getting back into this is simply to share and express the feeling that skateboarding gives me. Sometimes it’s hard for me to believe that I’m still skating after all these years. I’ve never had such a passion in my life. And obviously I’m not the only one out there that had their life changed by skateboarding. I’m by no means “really good” or sponsored or anything. That’s not what is important to me. The skateboarding bug bit me and I’ve been hooked ever since.
The hardest thing for me is: how do I explain the feeling that skateboarding gives me? Maybe certain aspects of it can be compared to say, when someone who is passionate about basketball sinks a nothing-but-net 3 pointer. It’s those milliseconds of extreme happiness you get from it. That’s what keeps you going.
Would it be nice if skateboarding was my job? Yes. But I know that will never happen and I’m totally fine with it. That hasn’t been an actual thought since I first started skating. Filming and editing? Eh. I used to be into it. It’s true the reason I’m not anymore is because I don’t have a good working camera and computer. I hope to one day be back at it. But I’ll cross that road when it comes.
It’s funny to me to think that I’ve been planning out this blog over that last few days and now that I’m actually doing it, it feels good. I don’t expect to many people to get it. But then again, maybe I do. I feel like in skateboarding, most people have a hard time expressing their true feelings of it. Maybe because they’re afraid of people looking at them weird. Maybe they just feel that no one else wants to hear about it. But I do. I would love to hear different people’s perspectives, thoughts, feelings, etc on skateboarding. I could be the simple act of standing on the board or landing that frontside bluntslide down the 18 stair rail. Or like myself right now just sitting around, thinking about it.
I’m going to end this first post with what’s happening right now. I’m feeling this night time medicine that I took. I hate feeling like crap. But at least I got some skating in earlier. See.