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| He can skate and carry milk. Best husband award. |
In the words of Avril Lavigne, I think I’ve married a “S8ter Boi” (does she know you probably don’t need that “t” in S8er, since “eight” ends with “t”? …whatever… here ends my analysis of Avril Lavigne lyrics…)
So Micah has taken up skating. As in he came home from running errands on a Saturday a month or two ago, and one of those errands happened to be to the skate shop, where he bought a custom-made skateboard. Yes, he did.
Now, he is quickly becoming an accomplished skater at the age of 29. He says he wants to be able to skateboard with his son someday… love him!
So now Micah hangs out at the skatepark. With 19 year olds. And he probably shows them up….or at least he will be able to soon.
Here is the thing about Micah. He is the most athletic person I know. If I ever meet Michael Jordan in person, Micah will be the second most athletic person I know. But since I have yet to meet MJ, Micah still wins in my book. Micah and all his siblings are annoyingly athletic. They jump high, throw far, run fast. His older sister Kayla has a life-goal to run a full marathon in every state. I think she’s done four or five so far. It makes me want to puke. Anyway, Micah is athletically gifted and I have a two inch vertical. We make a great couple. I mean I can do a few athletic activities at a satisfactory level. I can play tennis (but it often looks very pitiful, especially compared to my high school days), I can take 2nd place in a 5K (if there are only four other women competing in my age bracket), and I can tread water like mad. Seriously. I can tread water for a LONG time. Oh, and I can still shoot a basketball decently well, but I have lost all ability to dribble, play defense, create an open shot, etc. Just give me the ball at the free throw line with no one guarding me and I can still make it more than 50% of the time on a good day. Here ends my list of athletic feats. I’m not particularly fast, strong, or coordinated. Whatevs. I write papers for a living. When God knit me together in my mother’s womb, he was not creating athletes that day. I’m okay with it.
My point is that Micah is quickly developing as a skater. He can do little jumps and such already. Sometimes he will hang out at the skate park until 10:30 at night while I do homework, despite the fact that I tell him we really should go to bed earlier now that he wakes up earlier for his new job. See my morning situation here.
Skating makes sense though. I mean Micah likes all the traditional sports such as football, basketball, running etc. But he also likes more alternative things such as snowboarding and wakeboarding. Since there is a serious lack of snow and water in Phoenix, but plenty of sunny days, skateboarding makes sense. There are tons of skateboarders and longboarders in Arizona. In fact, there must be at least 10,000 of them that practically run me over on the ASU campus every day.
So Micah is quickly becoming a seasoned skater. And the good Lord blessed him last week when he found a lone skateboard sitting in the middle of the road on his way to work. Why was there a skateboard sitting in the middle of the road in Mesa, Arizona at 7:30am? Who knows. But now it sits right next to Micah’s other skateboard in our house. I always wanted twins….
