The other day, my friend Lorraine (of pancake fame) and I wanted to play tennis. Trying to justify a soft serve run, we decided to skate to the Grove for a cone then continue on to the tennis court.
Only one little problem: I can’t remember ever roller skating before, and I cracked my head open on roller blades nine years ago… and haven’t been on them since. It’s all about conquering fears, people! So, Lorraine and I strapped into skates and set off for the farmers market. Between the cracked sidewalk, our endless giggles, and my complete lack of skill, we were quite slow. I mean, walkers were passing us. Lo was a good sport, and by the end, we were doing pretty well. That is, until we finished our ice cream and called another friend to come and pick us up (yeah, I was too scared to skate back!)
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haha when I started reading this I was sooo impressed that you skated to the farmer's market and then to play tennis. but thank god you ended it by saying someone picked you up!!!
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