old picture from my life in WA so this post won't seem so empty |
I have at least one bruise on my body at all times.
At 38 years old I have to wear an ankle brace on each ankle every single time I ride.
I have duct taped my ankles up so I could skate.
I have stood up dates so I could have a skate session at the same old spot I always skate.
The thing is, I am not alone, and I am constantly reminded of that by some of the most genuine people I have ever met. This morning I was greeted at the skate park by two local legends of the Memphis skate scene. Two guys who, like me, have given a large chunk of their lives to skateboarding, and have asked nothing in return. Their bodies have been beaten and bruised, but they continue through their 30's and 40's. If they can walk, they can skate.
We are Barneys. We are Lifers. We are not alone. Guys like Duane Peters, Wrex Cook, and Salba are still killing it all these years later.
40 is the new 20.
We're just getting started.
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