Well to be honest, I haven't been riding lately. It sucks I know. But then today I was just like "Whatever, I'm going riding."As I left the house I turned on The Books, The Lemon of Pink (super good album) and did a quick sprint up the hill to my first riding area. After getting warmed up with some quick carves and nose spins and stuff I went at it. I did a gap I'd never done before on my 2nd try which got me stoked to ride some more. I left there and sped down the hill to the town centre where I ride the most. Swerving through traffic and pedestrians my love for riding was renewed. I had forgotten how much I loved the wind on my face and the feeling of speed. I did 2 stair drops without thinking twice and was pumped. I stopped at a small plaza thing and just drilled bunnyhops to get my bearings back. After leaving I just rode around, doing whatever lines I felt like and stopping whenever I liked. A perfect laid back session. While riding around I found a new spot behind some old building which included a loading dock and a wallride. Going home I did some more stops and did a hop up a ledge I hadn't done before. As I rolled down the hill to my house I felt that my riding had increased a lot by just going at my own pace and doing what I wanted, pushing myself to my own limits, not a friends or somebody elses. As I rolled into the driveway the album finished the moment I touched the driveway. With this last monument of a great day of riding I thought to myself "God, I love riding..."
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