...It's never too far...

Music in my ears...and wind in my hair...

Saturday once again, and it was perfect for a day at the beach...and to roller blade...

I gathered my blades, gear and all, and pulled myself up for some leg-straining, head shaking, butt-moving activity!
It was a chase...chase for speed, chase of passion, chase against the rain, chase in time, chase for momentum, chase of familiar faces and a chase for completion...the finish line..

I could feel the beats growing on me as I glided through the air more freely, more confident and more in control.I was now one of those who could casually use their mobiles while smiling and still cutting through the air...I was showing off! A big achievement!

Did manage to stop as well, even thought it was 1/2 a km past the stopping spot in vision!..Ah well no-ones perfect...I'll get there someday..

So with the swoosh of the blades, glares from fellow bladers [ which were returned with pleasure], and a ticking clock, I went on ...and on...and on..left..right..slide..on..and on and...on...eyes fixated ahead...and heavy breathing..on and on ...and on...

I looked at my watch...almost there...almost close to the target...

After a few hours of toil, sweat, building hunger and a rather rhythmic attempt at a display of 'roll with no fall', I decided to call it a day...

....what else could I do...the chase was over...the looker had finally decided to return his rented bike and head home..

Darn!