I forwarded my blog entries to my pal Debbie Rice hoping to impress her, because she’s a *ROCK STAR SPEED SKATER*. And I probably won’t impress her with my skating, so maybe I can impress her with my blog. J She seems amused and says “might I ask, where did you skate for 10 minutes if you didn't leave the house???” This is a reasonable question coming from Debbie who has been skating as long as I can remember, like 30+ years, and who could probably win another world title while skating backward. I re-read my sentence and I never said I skated, I said it was a terrifying 10 minutes.
Luckily when I put the skates on a few days ago, I was on the carpet. One lesson I have learned from skaters is that if you feel unstable, crouch down. I therefore spent the first couple of minutes in what can only be described as a barely upright fetal position. I then take a deep breath, reach up, grab the kitchen counter, and stand up. Wow, it never really occurred to me how weak my ankles are! They are wobbling side to side and my skates are wobbling back and forth. All together this is a confusing feeling. I tenderly scoot along then onto the kitchen tile floor. BIG mistake! The wobbly side to side and back and forth motions are now multiplied by like 1000%. My kids are laughing and pointing. My 7-year old daughter tries to hold my hand to help. I’m terrified I’m going to fall and crush her so I bark “DON’T TOUCH ME!” I manage to get from one end of the kitchen to the other, while holding on to the counter, and decide that’s enough for my first day. Surely this won’t be so hard when I have my own skates, and hopefully they are on back-order and I have like 2 months to mentally prepare. While I’m writing this, Debbie emails me the fedex tracking number for my skates and they will be here in 5 days.
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