When you divorce physical activity from the whole concept of “have to” and “should do” it gets a lot more fun.
Oh, y’all, it has been so long (over ten years since I last skated – and broke my arm rather badly) and I have no confidence on wheels – once I get moving, I’m good but the process of getting there is still kind of shaky. More skating tomorrow should help! We headed to a local trailhead but spent most of our time circling the parking lot with lots of breaks to hold on to the car and not fall down. We headed to the trail when we first got there but my skates were laced too tightly and I was kind of terrified for a few minutes.
Lesson learned: don’t lace the skates too tightly; it hurts like a bastard.
Lesson learned: yes, the pom poms help.
My husband is better on the roller blades than I am on the skates but we’re both having a lot of fun. I’m happy that we have this active thing that we can do together.
Not because it’s good exercise, not because I am pursuing weight loss, not because I am pursuing some arbitrary ideal of health. There’s no guilt if I decide not to do this tomorrow (though right now I totally want to do this tomorrow *laugh*) and there’s no feeling like a failure if I don’t become, like, a fancy magic competitive roller skater.
I’m glad because it’s fun and it feels good. Not to sound like a decadent hedonist, but what better reason is there to do something than that?
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