I am fairly stable going round and round but never learned to stop gracefully.
you and me both. I've had a guardedly hostile relationship with skates since age 9, when I had a pair of rollerskates (the kind you fastened over your street shoes with a key, none of this in-line newfangledness). My next-door-neighbour-best-friend and I took turns with them and his bike, with the skater being towed, water-skiier style. At a significant crack in the pavement (north american: sidewalk), my feet stopped suddenly, the rest of me (pulled by the tow rope) didn't, and a greenstick fracture of the arm ensued.
then we emigrated to Canada, where they have ice outdoors in winter. different country, different technology, so I tried ice-skates, with a group of friends. "We'll skate in a chain, it'll help you steer." How was *I* supposed to know what "Crack the Whip" meant? Apparently my horizontal cartwheel cleared most of the snow off the ice surface. but it didn't improve my relationship with skates, lemme tellya. to this day, i can turn left (being strongly right-footed), and stop by running out of inertia, or hitting something/one.
Brian's a lot more graceful than moi on skates. the party sounds like fun - I suspect if I wuz there, I'd be the one guarding the coats on the bench.
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Date: 2006-07-17 01:00 am (UTC)you and me both. I've had a guardedly hostile relationship with skates since age 9, when I had a pair of rollerskates (the kind you fastened over your street shoes with a key, none of this in-line newfangledness). My next-door-neighbour-best-friend and I took turns with them and his bike, with the skater being towed, water-skiier style. At a significant crack in the pavement (north american: sidewalk), my feet stopped suddenly, the rest of me (pulled by the tow rope) didn't, and a greenstick fracture of the arm ensued.
then we emigrated to Canada, where they have ice outdoors in winter. different country, different technology, so I tried ice-skates, with a group of friends. "We'll skate in a chain, it'll help you steer." How was *I* supposed to know what "Crack the Whip" meant? Apparently my horizontal cartwheel cleared most of the snow off the ice surface. but it didn't improve my relationship with skates, lemme tellya. to this day, i can turn left (being strongly right-footed), and stop by running out of inertia, or hitting something/one.
Brian's a lot more graceful than moi on skates. the party sounds like fun - I suspect if I wuz there, I'd be the one guarding the coats on the bench.