The Longboard

The sun is hot, but the wind... the wind that is gently pulling back my hair and dancing across my face is familiar.  The serene feeling washes over me as I coast down the slight decline in the unused road.  I kick myself forward on the long board, gaining confidence with each motion, propelling myself forward.  Watching my shadow curve back and forth in a small lazy wave along the asphalt, I can't help but think of Goldfrapp's music video for their song "Caravan Girl."  I nervously drag my toe along the ground swimming beneath me.  I hear the friction between my shoe and the loose flecks of gravel separating it from the road and skid to an abrupt stop.  Even though stopping is tricky, I want to go faster.

I build my courage in an escalating fashion--welcoming the rush of wind the faster I descend down each slope.  This is so simple, but trusting in your abilities is a much different thing when the world is sprinting by faster than you're prepared to run.  I lean into the turn and smile as the sun beams down and I'm feeling confident in keeping myself steady.  After all, it's the only insurance I have against tearing myself up on the ground!  I trust myself, and I want to go faster.