All three of our oldest kids asked for long boards for Christmas.
Because they were good children, Santa was good to them.
I must admit I was a little confused though. I mean, seriously, in my mind I was thinking what does a 13-year-old girl want with a long board? But she sure wanted it and was pleased as punch to find it under the Christmas tree.
Fast forward to a couple months ago, when the weather was still nice and we took a family walk/bike ride.
Elle grabbed her long board.
I didn't deter her because I figured we'd be slow anyway with our group. She'd be able to keep up ok.
But wowzers, I didn't realize we'd be the ones trying to keep up with her. That girl knows how to ride that thing.
She has, after all, ridden it to and from school practically every day since Christmas.
I just didn't realize how good she was.
I wish I had a picture of her form: the way she straightens out that front leg to a ninety-degree angle to her body to give it power and then hauls through that push to get her going.
Yeah, I need to get out more.