So, yesterday, I got shoulder-tackled by a cop. Here's the thing: Sunday I head out to Hyde Park to have a chat with Lee about a little documentary about street-skating (ironically, considering the events that follow, one of the stated goals behind the documentary was to show that street skaters weren't just pedestrian-terrorizing hoodlums). After the chat, Lee suggests we go for a street skate. ...

Spot the difference: See it? Yep, that's how hardcore I am: I skate my wheels off. ...

Another Wednesday, another WeNiS. Alas, I've been pretty slack in the whole getting-my-skates-on thing for the last month. In fact I've had a pretty take it or leave it attitude to any kind of fitness-type things for a while now. I've dragged myself to the gym, but only to get ultra-bored after a few minutes of cross-training and so go and sit in the sauna reading the WSJ. And man, did it eve ...