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I finally
got myself a pair of Rollerblades
after so many years of wanting one. I know, I'm way behind the times
and I'm just not....with it. Bite me. But I did have a pair of rollerskates
way back when during my elementary/jr. high years and would frequent
the local skating rink when the occasion arose. I would have been
a much better skater if it weren't for the fact that my parents
didn't let me go to the skating rink more often. Plus, I wasn't
driving at the time and couldn't take myself to the rink. And where
I live, skating in the hills, is not exactly a smart choice. And
then before we new it, roller skating was "out" and we
said good bye to the disco balls, the flashing colored lights, the
smooth wood surfaces of indoor rinks and skate-groovin to the sounds
of Earth, Wind and Fire.
So
now, 20 years later, I am owning my second pair of skates.
But
things are a lil different.
I have
a few dislocated joints since then. I have more padding on my butt
and in all the other areas. The wheels are all inlined instead of
on either side of those Adidas-like sneaker skates. There's a slew
of protective gear to buy and well, it's much more expensive. But
skating is skating right? Regardless of the times and how much the
gear themselves have changed - you still have to get them on your
feet and get your butt out there to do it.
So
with the goading of K (who used to referee in skating rinks *rolling
eyes*) I got my ass out there and started moving. Now, K thinks
I can do all these "moves" because it comes so easily
to him but when you haven't been on skates in 20 years and you weren't
that great to begin with, you tend to move around like a Chinese
granny with osteoporosis and arthritis. I had no problem with grass
and carpet and decided to take it out on the pavement to get used
to the brakes. Because I don't have a problem moving forward, but
if i can't stop, it's gonna get kind of ugly. So I decided to take
it slow and before long, I could move quite easily although there
were a few iffy moments. It wasn't so embarrassing if it wasn't
for the fact that a lady walking her shih tzu strolled by faster
than I was skating. :P And let's not forget to mention the two 10
year old kids who rollerbladed by me with their roller hockey sticks
at 100 mph. But hey, it's been 20 years, so give me a break.
After
a few loops around the big park and thinking that I was doing pretty
well, nightfall came and I couldn't see a manhole-like lid very
well, so I tried to avoid it and in doing so, fell down. I tell
you, falling down at 31 and falling down at 11 ain't the same thing.
Sure I got up quite easily and continued skating but when you're
no longer as pliable as a slinky, you tend to be more cautious of
how you fall if you do indeed fall. I can imagine if I wasn't working
out as much as I have been and if I have not been as flexible as
I am in recent days, I would not have enjoyed that fall at all.
As
an adult now, I'm afraid of falling - probably due to watching that
bad commercial from many years back of a senior citizen calling
out "i've fallen and can't get up." Perhaps I think that
will happen to me in public and that makes it doubly worse. And
how does one fall gracefully? I know that not only did I fall but
I also yelped out an "ahhhhhhh" somewhere in the midst
of the fall -- as if sounding out would naturally help me break
the fall or something. But I suppose that's why I bought all that
protective gear. So that I would fall like a marshmallow and not
hear anything crack.
So
why begin now when I'm feeble and weak? Well it's probably because
I loved rollerskating as a kid but never got a chance to get good
at it. Also, working out at the gym gets boring at times and I need
fresh air and a chance to reduce all that cellulite around my legs
in order to show the actual muscles underneath. But probably the
main thing is because I should do something fun for myself while
I can. Right?
Anyway,
I ought to be a pro *hah* by the time summer comes and let's hope
I don't reinjure any old problematic joints. If you have any rollerblading
tips, feel free to send them my
way.
Roll
on man!
I'm
out.
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