Time for the couples skate? Cool!
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I have a new piece of workout equipment at my disposal -- roller skates. That's right.
And not those new-fangled, fancy pants inline jobs either.
Mine are four-on-the-floor, old school quads, baby. Just right for a chick like me.
Haven't skated in years. But I always dug it. A lot. And was pretty good, if I do say so myself. Not much for the backwards stuff or anything really fancy. But I could zip around the rink with ease and lead a damn fine skate conga line. Wheeeee!
The days of afterschool skating parties and all night skates are gone -- even my childhood rink, the unfortunately yet fabulously names Gay Blades, is but a memory.
But I'm hoping to capture some of that youthful vigor and concept of exercise-is-fun when I lace up my skates and roll on down the road. Can't hurt to try -- unless I wipe out. So keep your fingers crossed.
And enjoy this little ditty, also from my youth. Roll on, y'all.