Honestly, I don't remember how old I was when my dad taught me to skateboard. I laugh and say I've been skating since before I could walk but I can't remember a time I haven't been on a board.
Sure there have been months that go by that I don't get a chance to skate but it always comes back to me.
The days of catamaraning down the hills,
practicing kick flips, olis, 360s and the half pipe till I got them down perfectly. Falling down, getting back up, watching the bruises appear and disappear ....skateboarding is exhilarating!
Age does not matter when you're doing the thing you love! I can't even express how proud I am that my dad has taken to long boarding and skating the downhill races. Maybe one day I'll join him, but for now I take what time I can get and skate the local parks and roads.
This morning I hit the local skatepark at dawn and watched the sun rise and I rode the asphalt waves.