Me at the skating rink
Wow, what a day! I took my kids to a roller skating party and instead of joining the rest of the grown-ups in the snack bar, I donned a pair of skates and took to the floor right with them. I wasn’t the only adult out there, and I have to say, that I think we had every bit as much fun as the kids.
It’s interesting how a body remembers. I haven’t been on skates in about 5 or 6 years. I barely remember the last time I rolled on a well-polished floor like that. But oddly enough, after the first couple of wall-clinging, terrifying rounds, my feed found the rhythm. By the end of the afternoon I was going almost every bit as fast as my teenage son, and loving the breeze upon my face.
You see, I used to skate a LOT as a child. Every Friday night from the time I was about 9 until I was maybe 11. There was a rink right near my house and it only cost $1 to go (and yes, that included skate rental). I was pretty good back then.
But that was back then. I certainly didn’t expect to find any level of proficiency today. Not given that I have more unsteady days than not with the Meniere’s and Fibromyalgia. Still, I did. I COULD skate, even after that long absence.
We’re like that. We remember things we don’t expect to. They say you never forget how to ride a bike. Which is try (though you wobble like crazy if it’s been awhile). And when I went swimming after a really long time away from the pool, I could still do a decent stroke. I guess all that time I invested as a kid paid off.
Today I want you to write about something you surprised yourself by being able to do. Or just write about something you did a lot as a child, something that you really became good at. If you picked that up again, do you think you could do it? Why or why not?
They say we never forget anything we learn. We just sometimes lose the way to where it’s stored in our brain. Let’s use today’s exercise to reconnect with something we used to really love.
Ready? Set…WRITE!
