I turned fifty-four this year in June and last week I started teaching myself to skateboard. I’ve always wanted to do it, and I’ve always been too scared. It’s odd – I’m fine on scooters, and I have good balance – I can hold a tree pose for minutes. But skateboards have remained a never. They wobbled so; I felt moments away from a fracture. … Continue reading If not now, when? -an off-the-cuff joint.