Luke recently turned nine years old. He had a skating birthday party with all of his friends. Since all of the kids are fairly young and inexperienced skaters, we always rent the entire rink. That way, there are no little kids getting run over by big kids.
Having all of that room often encourages the parents to put on some skates. There were almost as many parents in the skating races as kids. So fun to watch. We even played some '80s music to put us in the mood.
Some parents put on skate to help their youngsters roll around the rink. Others do it to relive the glory days. The days when weekend nights were spent at the skating rink. Ah teenage angst...
Will he ask me to couples skate?
If so, who will be the one to skate backwards? Should we just hold hands and skate side by side? I know I am going to fall.
He said he was coming tonight but he is not here!!
Valerie told Mariam who is best friends with Karen that he said he likes ME. Why is he skating with Valerie??
Now he is holding hands with Stephanie behind the wall. I want to die!
Maybe if I tie these big blue puffs to my skates he will notice and think I am cool.
His mom is picking him up early!
Well maybe that was just my experience.
Some of these parents had some pretty good moves on wheels. They were the ones I envied or lusted after on those adolescent nights.
Of course now, a different dialogue runs through my head when I roller skate.
I'm out of breath after one time around the rink!
I don't remember it hurting so much when I fell.
If I break my leg, I won't be able to drive the kids around. That would be awful.
If I break my leg, I won't be able to drive the kids around. That would be awesome!
I'm going to be sore tomorrow.
I look like an idiot out here. Some things should stay in the past.