There is a definite possibility that I will be putting up a blog post in the next couple of months stating that I am laid up with a broken arm. Or leg. Or both.
For I am DETERMINED to learn the art of roller skating. Determined, folks.
When our church rented out a roller skating rink last week, I went with mixed feelings. I had dreamy hopes of lacing up my skates and finding out I had an amazing aptitude. Maybe I would even be whizzing around the floor with all the rest of the pros.
Sadly, my dream fizzled away into nothing when I did lace up my skates for the first time and tried to STAND UP! Seriously, my first thoughts were something like, "I absolutely can't do this! How can people move on these things without falling down!?" My faith in myself was at an all-time low.
However, I gave it my best effort. With fear and trepidation, I started around the rink, clutching the wall. It took every ounce of concentration I possessed to just stay upright. Soon, I was red-faced and sweating from the exertion. It was almost frustrating to look at the many people gliding around effortlessly, laughing and having a great time. Even A.J., who, like me, hadn't skated before, was doing better.
But good things come to those who persevere. I gradually began to get more and more confident. Instead of clutching the wall with both hands, I graduated to clutching with only one hand. My first fall came when I tried to skate for a bit without holding onto anything. Rather humiliating, but nobody seemed to think the worse of me for it. In fact, everyone was super helpful, giving encouragement and advice.
For I am DETERMINED to learn the art of roller skating. Determined, folks.
When our church rented out a roller skating rink last week, I went with mixed feelings. I had dreamy hopes of lacing up my skates and finding out I had an amazing aptitude. Maybe I would even be whizzing around the floor with all the rest of the pros.
Sadly, my dream fizzled away into nothing when I did lace up my skates for the first time and tried to STAND UP! Seriously, my first thoughts were something like, "I absolutely can't do this! How can people move on these things without falling down!?" My faith in myself was at an all-time low.
However, I gave it my best effort. With fear and trepidation, I started around the rink, clutching the wall. It took every ounce of concentration I possessed to just stay upright. Soon, I was red-faced and sweating from the exertion. It was almost frustrating to look at the many people gliding around effortlessly, laughing and having a great time. Even A.J., who, like me, hadn't skated before, was doing better.
But good things come to those who persevere. I gradually began to get more and more confident. Instead of clutching the wall with both hands, I graduated to clutching with only one hand. My first fall came when I tried to skate for a bit without holding onto anything. Rather humiliating, but nobody seemed to think the worse of me for it. In fact, everyone was super helpful, giving encouragement and advice.
I must have been talking when Mom snapped this picture. I look more confident than I !felt
One of the confident skaters!
Somebody fell!
LOVE this picture!
But despite my shaky start, I am determined to improve my skills. A.J. and I returned to the rink this past week and practiced for an hour and a half. Hopefully, we'll be able to get up there every week. Maybe I'll even get off the wall!
What have your roller skating experiences been? Any advice for this newbie?
What have your roller skating experiences been? Any advice for this newbie?
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