Tonight the family headed out for a little fun. We went skating. Roller skating to be precise. Really we did.
It's been at least twenty years since I stood on eight wheels and it showed. Through the clumsiness and shuffling feet I made it. My wife however bit it hard trying to exit the rink. We think she may have sprained her wrist. Ouch. Sorry hon.
My kids had a blast. My daughter took off on her in-line skates and my son... well... he hung to the walls until two minutes before we left when he decided it was time to let go and see what he could do. I was proud of the both of them.
I forgot how much fun skating could be. My body will pay for that fun tomorrow as I already feel the muscles reminding me that I don't use them enough. "Hello Brian your not eighteen anymore." That is what they are saying. If I plan to ski some this year I better start preparing the old bod for it.
If we go more I think I'll try the in-line skates. They look more fun and not as old school as the skates I had on tonight.
The paradox of insular language
7 months ago
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What's a roller skate?
Let me tell you about the other day... We celebrated "the girls" 10th birthday with a little ice skating adventure that landed me in the hospital. 8 wheels beats 2 blades any day, although which ever one you may fall wearing lands you on something very hard! Nothing broken but a few birthday wishes, we will make it up to them...in the meantime "MY" head is still aching. Glad we went during the day, only a few kids, a grandma, and a teacher. :o|
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