So I just inherited my friend's roller skates. She's giving me half of what she owns for some reason, and I am happily accepting her possessions. She hasn't given me her sparkly Batman coffee mug though, and that makes me sad. How am I going to drink coffee without the Dark Knight?
So, her roller skates are inline, which means that all the little wheels are in a line. When I was little and had roller skates they were four wheeled like a stocky jeep. About a month ago I was invited to go to a skating rink, and when I asked for four wheeled skates, the man behind the counter gave me a pitying look. After I received the skates I attempted to skate with them. It didn't work. I fell down three times, and spent the entire time at the skating rink circling around the pool table on the carpet, hoping something would click in my brain. Occasionally I moved to allow a five year old to zip by on her inline skates. Despite the miserable start, skating looks genuinely fun, and I'm going to try to learn with my friend's skates. She has told me three times now that it will make her very sad if I perish while using her skates, so I have promised not to. I don't know if I can keep this promise however, part of the trouble I am having with the skates is that every time I lace them up a tiny voice says, 'today is the day you are going to die.' I will ignore this tiny little cretin in my head and skate anyway. Roller skates will make me strong and fit like a panther! They will also cure blindness!
I'm going to pray a lot.
So, her roller skates are inline, which means that all the little wheels are in a line. When I was little and had roller skates they were four wheeled like a stocky jeep. About a month ago I was invited to go to a skating rink, and when I asked for four wheeled skates, the man behind the counter gave me a pitying look. After I received the skates I attempted to skate with them. It didn't work. I fell down three times, and spent the entire time at the skating rink circling around the pool table on the carpet, hoping something would click in my brain. Occasionally I moved to allow a five year old to zip by on her inline skates. Despite the miserable start, skating looks genuinely fun, and I'm going to try to learn with my friend's skates. She has told me three times now that it will make her very sad if I perish while using her skates, so I have promised not to. I don't know if I can keep this promise however, part of the trouble I am having with the skates is that every time I lace them up a tiny voice says, 'today is the day you are going to die.' I will ignore this tiny little cretin in my head and skate anyway. Roller skates will make me strong and fit like a panther! They will also cure blindness!
I'm going to pray a lot.
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