New board, New rider. Board showed up on Easter Sunday and I was all too excited to ride. With all the awkward enthusiasm a 25 yo can muster I put my accessories on and charged it. Got it set up and went for a simple balance test, but the board was ready to go.
I get going, a bit shaky, but full of joy. I should've heeded the wobbly warnings the board was trying to tell me. I was not ready.
I get the board a few houses down, shaking like mad. Preform a turn with all the grace of a toddler taking their first steps, and it's successful (kinda). Then disaster struck... as I was heading back to my house, I leaned forward too much and sent the board up to a staggering 12.5 mph (I know, speed demon). A wobble occurs and the next thing I know is my face is an inch from the ground and my foot went the wrong way around.
So here I sit, sad and with massively limited mobility, all because of arrogance. My foot looks like a sausage, and I limp like a zombie to do anything.
Boy, oh boy, do I wish I had actually taken the time to learn how to use this thing.