11/11

Cold cold cold when’s it gonna snow,
Not going to stick around,
At least I hope so,
Remains to be seen just when,
Just how this season pans out.
Getting antsy already and still November,
Don’t know how I’m gonna last this winter,
So we threw together some janky ramps,
We’ll save up and do a proper quarter-pipe,
To ward off the mid-winter blahs.
Novi park was sledge-hammered and bulldozed,
The rest collecting dust in storage,
So off to Grand Rapids and Kalamazoo,
The two nearest indoor joints,
We’ll pay them a visit and see what we can do.
A proper quarter for all of us to learn,
Practice those fakies and kickturns,
Just about did a manual or two,
But need to teach the muscles,
Burn it into memory for future use.
Mind over matter just like everything else,
Hey Z—you did it, wasn’t that easy,
Nothing to it/just gotta do it,
Now when you’re ready take it to the next level,
Fear is the enemy/fear is the devil.
These little victories along the way,
Learn and grow and keep on playing,
This life is too short to get to hung up,
To get rattled and distraught over small stuff,
But most of it is just small stuff my binojiinhs.
Little E was telling me about what he wants to be,
Not sure if he wants to be a great chef,
A baseball player/footballer/superhero,
Within reason/based in reality,
I told him that he can be whatever he wants to be.
Stop throwing up boundaries in your own way,
Open yourself to your life and seize the day,
Skate on the metaphysical transitions of life,
Carve and grind/pump and slash,
That’s what I really want you to learn.
That’s what’s been behind this whole thing,
From the very first time we went to the park,
It’s not just about the skating/but what’s in your heart,
To put yourself out there and learn a new skill,
To live in the moment/to fully enjoy the thrill.
Set your heart and set your mind,
Teach your body/ride out that grind,
Pop out onto the deck,
Testing the laws of physics,
Getting a healthy legal fix.
Push push push feel the wind on your face,
You decide how fast/you determine the pace,
Just like a long-distance runner,
It’s just you against yourself and the elements,
Somewhere out there beyond reason or sense.