Skateboard Across America vs. Your Misspelled Latte

Kick, Push, Perspective. Brooke Johnson skateboarded across America. Coast to coast. On a board with wheels the size of pancakes. Three thousand two hundred and sixty-six miles. 

My first thought: I hoped she alternated legs every mile or so.

She did it in honor of her stepfather, who’d been paralyzed in an accident, and she raised $50,000 for spinal cord research. That’s purpose. That’s grit. That’s love on four wheels.
Meanwhile, what do I usually complain complain about?
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• The DVR stopped recording right before Final Jeopardy.
• Somebody took “my” parking space at the golf course..
• I'm forced to stir the jar of natural peanut butter..

Here's another big challenge for me: I refuse to play Starbuck's precious little game, so I order “A coffee, black, small” and the barista stares like I’m speaking Latin. Then I know, I just know, they spell "Jim" wrong on purpose.

Brooke’s was skating across deserts, mountains, and traffic that would make a cabbie faint.

So next time we start griping about the weather, or how the TV remote batteries died, maybe remember Brooke Johnson: the woman who literally pushed herself across a continent.
Perspective isn’t just a nice word. Sometimes it’s a skateboard.

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