skateboarding moms unite!

SKATE BOARDING MOMS UNITE!

Well I finally did it! While on vacation in Seaside, Oregon I ventured into a local skateboard shop. Herman was off doing something on his own, so the kids and I set out to find a skate shop within walking distance. We ended up at Cleanline skate shop http://www.cleanlinesurf.com/home.php?cat=800 where Tom helped me put together a new board. Since I've been home I've skated nearly daily. I snuck off after dropping the kids at school to the skate park. I worked on getting my balance back while Andrew ran up the ramps and slid down them. Becket was pretty bummed I went without him so this morning we took an early morning skate run. 7:30 am we headed to the park before school, this time all three kids and mom had their boards. But again, Andrew mostly ran up the ramps and slid back down.

My Godmother wanted to try my board and her daughter said, "Mom you are gonna fall, she's not that good........oh, wait.....she's better then I thought." Tansy has even spoken these words regarding me. It seems we moms may have a bit of "coolness" left in us. This being said, I've rallied some local moms to head to the skate park some morning to cruise around.

I am excited to be skating again and not falling down-yet

I even found an organization dedicated to moms who skate. Too Cool!

http://www.webvira.com/skate/mmsor/mainpage.htm

I am excited to see I'm not the only 40 something that has started skating.

Another friend of mine noted that skating and growing dreadlocks is a better mid life crisis then having an affair. Hmm, I didn't think of this as being a mid life crisis-but call it what you will.

I love the feeling of my new Vans slip-ons when I'm skating. I love being able to stay on the board without falling and I love the freedom I feel when I'm skating. At 42, I can finally skate because I want to and not because I'm trying to impress the boys. Though impressing Herman is always a bonus!

So for now I've passed on my dreams of being the roller derby queen of the Northwest. Instead I've opted for a more realistic dream of being the shredding Walla Wallan' Mama Juliana.

Look up in the sky! Is it a plane? Is it a bird? No! It's just Mama Juliana gettin' some air on the half pipe. Sweeeeetttttt (said in Becketnese)