Note To Self: You're Not 17

Daughter gets skateboard for Christmas. I take her down to skatepark and help her learn to ride. I get stupid and try to teach her to ollie. I forget I spent the last 4 months rehabilitating my hamstring. I come down from ollie to shooting pains in left hamstring. I go home cursing that I am not 17 anymore. Nor am I 27, nor even 37. Sigh. Daughter is sure cute though, no???

True Story #1: When I was a teenager, my mom (ever open-minded and pretty adventurous) decided to try and ride my skateboard near the pool in her apartment complex. She got going slightly downhill and headed for the pool. I kept yelling for her to jump off but I guess she panicked. She rode my first Tony Hawk board into the deep end of the pool. It was so funny we still laugh about it today. I am now the same age as she was when she did this.

True Story #2: I once skated with Tony Hawk when he came through town on a loosely organized skater tour. No half pipe in town so they threw together a big quarter pipe against a wall of an abandoned building. I learned a couple of tricks that I will now not ever try to replicate again. Who knows what I would injure!