It’s difficult to decide where to start my first official entry. What you see in the previous post was meant to fill the description at the top of the page, but unfortunately, I exceeded my word limit. I guess I just have too much to say, which leads me here to this blog. After trying to carefully devise the rights words for my description, I exhausted all of the brilliant ideas that I wished to share tonight. So, for my first official post, I will not discuss politics or worldly views, I will discuss a much more light-hearted subject and welcome you to my world…

Yesterday I bought myself a skateboard. No, I am not one of those skaters who wrecks havoc in Ann Arbor, attempting grinds, grabs, and jumps throughout the streets. I purchased my long board, made for transport rather than tricks, to ease the walk to and from class and the library. Personally, these fifteen minute walks needed to be shortened, especially after taking the journey two or three times a day without having my now broken iPod for entertainment. For my first real time riding my Sector 9 skateboard around, I rode back to Greenwood from the Arb. Exploring the Arb, an enormous habitat of land preserved by the state with bright green parries and quiet, shaded woods provided an experience within itself, which would not have been complete without the return trip home.

The Arb sits atop as big of a hill as there is in Michigan. To put this into perspective, it’s a small enough hill that I have never even noticed the incline it provides. Just steep enough to propel myself with seldom, small kicks across the mile long journey, this hill made for an exciting ride home. If you’ve ever played Tony Hawk Pro Skater, this would be like a head to head race where points for grabs don’t matter, the objective is only to get from start to finish. I practically surfed across campus with an invisible wave pushing me across an ocean of sidewalks and streets. It was an exhilarating feeling I expected to only get on a sunny August day, relaxing at the Cape. Having this surfing illusion as a means of transportation to and from class leaves me in awe. I have never understood skateboards, finding them to be toys that I never found amusing. Now, after my most recent discovery of long boards, I’m converted. No more boring, fifteen minute treks to class. Why haven’t I found this before? Anyone who hasn’t skateboarded should definitely try riding a long board, especially if they enjoy moving through the air. It’s just a thought…