Thursday, July 31, 2008

Day 10 - Rolling alomg down the road

Perhaps, it was the craziness of the last few nights or perhaps I am just insane. Yesterday, in a fit of madness or delusional thinking, I purchased some roller blades. We were at a thrift store, killing time till Vogt art center opened. There they were on the back shelf, hidden up high, calling my name. I told myself they would not fit, but they did. I told myself there must be something wrong with them, but there was nothing wrong. So I bought them and now I am finding out the perils of these wheeled boots from heck. You see going downhill is a breeze except when you realize that you have to get back up said hill. It is at that point that I realize I do not know how to skate very well aand I barely know how to stop. Since I think that helmets are for sissies, this might be the lasat time you here from me.
Visit me in the hospital and take turns feeding me soup, pull the plug if I am too much trouble.
Frank

2 comments:

Lin said...

Those darned things are very enticing, aren't they?! May I suggest the purchase of the extremely dorky (but you'll be glad you bought them) kneepads, elbow pads, and wrist guards. There are no stoppers on the front like the skates of old and you'll find that out the hard way. Take it from one who knows.

Oh yeah--don't even THINK about one of those shiny scooters. They are fast and unexpectantly stop even faster. Have fun!

Soulsearcher said...

I bought roller blades once a few years ago when my kids were little. I had visions of a family roller-outing. The day after I purchased them a read a long article in the newspaper about the dangers of roller blading without a helmet and the other gear that Lin refers to: pads for your wrists, knees and elbows.

I don't know if they are still in the box, but I do know that they are somewhere in the basement, unused and collecting dust. Perhaps I will feel inspired to give them a whirl, but to tell the truth--this is no lie--I actually WAS thinking of getting a scooter. At least this time I read the warning before spending the money.

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