I’ve been skating since I was about 16 or so, on and off. I started off on aggression skates and half-pipes, pootling around and doing my level best to not break any limbs – an endeavour in which I succeeded admirably with one notable exception. That one time was when I fell forwards and didn’t know any better than not to land with arms outstretched. This meant my wrists took the brunt of the impact and I couldn’t move them for about a week. ...
