It's not everyday that life-long dreams come true. Last Saturday was the culmination of many years of dreaming and one year of practice. I have always wanted to be a roller-blade chick, skating along, weaving in-between people and looking so cute and I finally did it! I was given a pair of roller-blades from a lady at work. I was thrilled to find that N. had his own pair and was willing to very patiently teach me the art. We spent a lot of time in the church parking lot going in slow circles learning how to stop and how to turn and how to do "s" curves. After a couple of VERY violent falls, I was scared enough to be careful and after a couple of VERY exhilarating accomplishments, I was ready to fly!
Last Saturday we went to Malibu and Santa Monica beach. We roller-bladed all the way down to Venice and Muscle beach and back - maybe 4 miles total? We had SO MUCH FUN! It was great going through Venice Beach because there were lots of people milling around looking at all the little trinkets for sale. It was a great lesson in going slow and staying in control. I didn’t fall or bump into anyone… and I was so cute! On the way back we went around the people so we could go really fast. It’s a thin trail, so at one point I was ahead of N. In my way were three guys (older 30s, maybe?) and they were being obnoxious. I barely got between them when I heard one call out, “I’ve been looking for you all day!” I just skated on, and heard, “What, not even a smile?” I sure did smile when I then heard N. say, as he skated by them, “That one's mine!” They replied, “Oh, sorry bro!” I LOVE IT! I laughed and laughed. Yes, I’m taken, and I love it. What a fabulous experience!
It felt so good to fly by and be in control and not be afraid. Thanks, N.!!
6 years ago