So if anybody follows my twitters you would know that I am a lonely man on my own. My wife is out in the wilderness camping with my daughter. This is a family outing that we do every year, but this year I needed to stay behind. But the real killer is today is my wifes birthday and she isn’t even here for me to celebrate her!

So after I got off work today I came home and took to doing some chores that she had hoped for me to accomplish. I swept out the garage, and cleaned out the trash. I then went out and mowed the lawn and set to watering the dieing plant life in my yard. When I got all I had hoped to accomplished I decided to take advantage of the whaning light, and get out my DirtBoard. Its been a long really long time since I got on my board. At first just putting my feet on the darn thing had me wobbling back and forth. It felt so foreign. How could this good friend that I commuted on for years, be such a stranger in my control. I decided to be adventurous and started taking runs down the driveway. I dont have a particularly long, or steep drive way, but its enough of both that my first couple runs were a bit scary. But it only took that couple runs for my feet to remember what they were supposed to do and soon I was carving around the cul-de-sac and doing 180’s both directions.

My dirt boardIt felt so great to get out and actually do something. I have been so busy working and being a dad (totally by choice) that I had forgotten how much I enjoyed sweating for a reason other than being hot. Who knows, maybe next week I will get my mountain bike out and go hit forest park.