Seeing that the rollerblading fad is in full swing here in Poland, and knowing that I do not enjoy running without purpose, Jonathan bought me a pair of rollerblades so that I may accompany him on his mile+ runs in the park. Little did he know that I am probably more speedy and more coordinated on bare feet. But I tried:
And if I weren't so afraid of losing control and running head-on into a Polish child without knowing the words for "Look out" or "Help me," maybe I could even get good enough to go on those mile+ loops around the park. Will the U.S. grant me a more comfortable practice environment? We shall see...
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4 comments:
On the bright side (literally), at least your blades and helmet appear to have a little razzle dazzle in them. Orange. Yellow. These are things that compliment your collection well!
Haha. Gotta love the hand and elbow protectors. You're definitely ready if you fall!
i tried this! i have no idea how to stop. brick walls help, but hurt. maybe we can go rollerblading (badly) together!
I suppose I will have to get a pair myself next time, so I will look equally silly.
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