I’ve spent the last ten months and hundreds of miles getting in shape to skate the two and half mile stretch from my house to Beckers Lane.

Two and a half miles of slippery gravel, gatorback cracks, and breakneck hills.

Two and a half miles of  construction obstructions, traffic jams, and random surprises.

Two and half miles and I’m not burnin’ gas to get to Beckers Lane.