Rip-Stick Madness

Lately, I've been trying to find some sort of a physical activity that can help me stretch out my muscles that have been on rest for too long. One thing that caught me by surprise is the rip-stick madness - almost everyone in our neighborhood knows how to ride one. And because I am easily taken over by peer pressure, I decided to try it on.

I had to borrow my brothers' boards just so I can try my luck at it. It's not that easy, I tell you. I usually fall down just because my knees felt too stiff to wiggle. Hence, that board won't even move and would cause me to go out of balance and hit the ground.

I've been trying to learn how to ride it with D, but to no avail. All I got was a bruised leg and ego. How in the world can those freakin' little kids ride that thing?!

I.MUST.LEARN.HOW.

Soon to blog while riding a ripstick,


I took that shot of my brother Aiah as he was effortlessly gliding down the road using his rip-stick. To tell you frankly, this was one of our training sessions; I asked him to teach me how to ride that thing yet I ended up falling down the ground for countless times. Poor little me.