bad reputation

The other day my elderly neighbour looked sympathetically at me as I struggled up the stairs on my recently acquired crutches. "Did you do it skiing?" she asked. "Skateboarding," I replied. Her expression changed from sympathy to contempt, "oh," she said and walked off.

I'm sick of it. I'm sick of being told "how juvenile" and "don't you think it's time to grow up" and "how emabarassing for you".

The winter olympics are on right now and pretty much every sport seems to invite death or serious injury, but I don't hear anyone saying "how juvenile" when someone decides to go head first down an ice track at over 100kmh.

Skating does have a seriously bad reputation - I guess that's part of the attraction.

Oh, there's only two weeks and one day to go before I can begin to start to walk again - yay. Can't wait to get back on a board.

broken legs do actually suck

Yes they do. It has been almost two weeks now since I tried to drop into a bowl that was just a bit too much. I don't really know what happened and no one was there to tell me. All I know is I went to drop in, about a seven foot drop, and next thing I was lying on the bottom of the bowl with my leg moving in all the wrong ways. The drop is vertical for about two feet and then pretty smooth. I guess I just didn't get far enough forward, but I really don't know.

Now I am completely bored. My leg hurts a lot and they didn't give me nearly enough drugs to make it comfortable. I can't do anything. My work is getting really stressful cause no one cares. It really does suck.

To pass the time I have bought another skateboard on line. It is an old school John Lucero board. I love it, although of course I haven't used it yet. I am determined to get back on a board. I will need to take it easy though. This is one experience I would prefer not to repeat any time soon.

didn't see that coming

In the last few days I've had a lot of drugs. All sorts. Morphine and this stuff called ketamine. A lot of really famous skaters have come a bit unstuck on drugs - not me, though. These drugs were strictly medicinal.

My last trip to the skate bowl ended with two ambulances and a firetruck turning up and me being stretchered out by a bunch of ambulance drivers and firemen. I didnt really need to be told my leg was broken - I could feel it moving about in all sorts of new ways as soon as I hit the bottom of the bowl.

I was by myself and had to just yell out until someone came and helped me. Five days later and I'm back home - nice new steel insert up the middle of my leg bone and three months at least off the board. Hate that.