, which I have in spades. Lack of coordination is its calling card — and an everyday facet of life for as long as I can remember.
The irony is that I actually really liked sports. I played basketball, tennis, and football on the weekends with friends. I did not realize it then, but those lovely endorphins helped my then-Though I still play basketball, as a teen I began gravitating to outsider sports and culture. With skateboarding, I found a group of outsiders with whom I connected immediately. We were the phantoms of high school, wounded souls who found solace in each other’s company to escape trauma at home or school.
Skateboarding somehow fell to the wayside after I went to art college. Recently, though, I’ve been doing a lot of yoga and cycling but wanted to find another way to work through my medication burn off in the evening. Then my ears pricked to sounds outside that have lodged deep in me — I heard some kids skating in the parking lot and impulsively bought a skateboard. Tentatively, I started rolling my way back to my first love.