claims that she can teach any kid who can walk to also skate.
My father used to take us all ice skating every Saturday morning through the winter to give my mom a break. I have really fond memories of this time with him, but I also remember how jealous I was because my friends there were allowed to use double runner skates, and my father didn't believe in things like that (no training wheels on bicycles, either!), so there was a few weeks of terror as he'd set me up on those two blades and give me a push. After that, I got to brag I could "really" skate and those on double-runners were "babies."
Huh, look at that. . . I wasn't a nice child.
eta: Happy Birthday, shrift!
happy birthday, shrift!
'sokay, Sparky. you're a super nice adult. How are you feeling?
Man, oh man, I'm HUNGRY.
I feel pretty much like myself at this point, with no major complaints. The baby bump is just starting to matter in terms of sleeping positions, but not really interfering with my getting my Zzz.
I'm enjoying it while I can!
I was much better on ice skates than I ever was on roller skates. A friend's dad always made a rink in the backyard, but we skated down the streets too. It has been decades since I skated. If memory serves we were skating right after walking.
Yep, gravity is a harsh mistress throughout life.
I wish I could skate. I did as a kid but I haven't since. K is a marvel on skates.
Though all I have time for now is yoga. Or all I am trying to make time for is yoga.
Happy shriftday!
K claims that she can teach any kid who can walk to also skate.
You know how coordinated I am, and I could ice skate pretty well. I learned the same way Sparky did, except that it never occurred to my father to give my mother a break. Ice skating is much easier than roller skating, and I learned on frozen lakes and rivers, which are softer to fall on than concrete or ice over concrete. My main trauma was that my parents wouldn't buy me hockey skates. I really missed ice skating when we moved south.
Yeah, I was always better at ice skating than roller skating, at least until roller blades came along.
My parents always thought it was such a weird thing-- little Cuban-American girl from Miami so in love with ice skating, but it was my passion for years.
