I think I’ve only been roller skating a couple of times in my whole life. All I remember of the last time is the feeling of my feet flying out from under me over and over again. I was young and single and skating with friends on the local college campus. If I had been of a mindset to pick up guys, falling down a lot would definitely have been a good move, because several different gentlemen came to my rescue whether I wanted it or not.
My kids have definitely not inherited my aversion to skating. Although she’d only been once or twice herself, Isabella really enjoys skating. She had a birthday in December, and her best friend’s birthday is in January, so they decided on a joint birthday get together at the closest skate center. They insisted on planning everything themselves. I just provided driving service and less than $100. They skated (or hung on to the wall and inched forward a step at a time) for hours, then had pizza and cake afterward. I think they enjoyed themselves twice as much because they did it all themselves.