I spent the entirety of last Saturday in the recording studio, and while that's worth noting it is currently eclipsed by the fact that I got new inline skates!
On the off chance I didn't blither about it at the time, last September I unearthed my ancient (early 1990's) Rollerblades and thought, "Hey, I used to do this all the time! It was excellent exercise and I was good at it!" I strapped those bad boys on and promptly skidded, face down and at top speed, across a good bit of pavement. Once I'd recovered from the humiliation and the blood loss, I skated somewhat regularly until the onset of winter.
The thing is, these ancient Rollerblades were, well, ancient. Sure, they were top notch technology for their day, but so were Intellivision and PVC Stormtrooper costumes (I mention this because in searching for a photo of my old skates, I saw a pair of Rollerblades that were CLEARLY designed for recreational use on the Death Star). The boots were hard, molded plastic that was supportive to the foot and ankle, yes, but it forced the leg to maintain a specific position (ouchy until the muscles grew accustomed to it). Also, they were ridiculously heavy and clunky.
Then there were the wheels, which, since I'd used these skates a fair amount back in the day, were worn. I'd never replaced or rotated them; they were a mess. Then there was the color palate. Totally cool when I first bought them, but now?
You know what? Let me show you. I snapped these pictures with my iPhone in my dimly lit office, so it's not a completely true representation. Still, I think you'll get the idea.
The blue is actually a deep turquoise. The purple is a bit richer than the photo would suggest, and those laces? Yeah. They're hot pink. Also, this single skate weighs approximately seventeen pounds.
Close up of the pattern on the turquoise bits:
And because the moment I set up the first and ultimately unsuccessful shot, someone decided I ought to be taking pictures of handsomer things, I ended up with this:
Problems with my old skates aside, I knew I wanted to keep inline skating on my workout roster. Long story somewhat shorter, my sweetie offered to buy a new pair for me. I finally got my butt to a decent store (online shopping having proved most vexing) and, lo! these beauties are MINE!
And of course it's going to rain for the next several days. Wet pavement makes for treacherous skating.
Ah, well. I can always wear them to the grocery store.
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On the off chance I didn't blither about it at the time, last September I unearthed my ancient (early 1990's) Rollerblades and thought, "Hey, I used to do this all the time! It was excellent exercise and I was good at it!" I strapped those bad boys on and promptly skidded, face down and at top speed, across a good bit of pavement. Once I'd recovered from the humiliation and the blood loss, I skated somewhat regularly until the onset of winter.
The thing is, these ancient Rollerblades were, well, ancient. Sure, they were top notch technology for their day, but so were Intellivision and PVC Stormtrooper costumes (I mention this because in searching for a photo of my old skates, I saw a pair of Rollerblades that were CLEARLY designed for recreational use on the Death Star). The boots were hard, molded plastic that was supportive to the foot and ankle, yes, but it forced the leg to maintain a specific position (ouchy until the muscles grew accustomed to it). Also, they were ridiculously heavy and clunky.
Then there were the wheels, which, since I'd used these skates a fair amount back in the day, were worn. I'd never replaced or rotated them; they were a mess. Then there was the color palate. Totally cool when I first bought them, but now?
You know what? Let me show you. I snapped these pictures with my iPhone in my dimly lit office, so it's not a completely true representation. Still, I think you'll get the idea.
The blue is actually a deep turquoise. The purple is a bit richer than the photo would suggest, and those laces? Yeah. They're hot pink. Also, this single skate weighs approximately seventeen pounds.
Close up of the pattern on the turquoise bits:
And because the moment I set up the first and ultimately unsuccessful shot, someone decided I ought to be taking pictures of handsomer things, I ended up with this:
Problems with my old skates aside, I knew I wanted to keep inline skating on my workout roster. Long story somewhat shorter, my sweetie offered to buy a new pair for me. I finally got my butt to a decent store (online shopping having proved most vexing) and, lo! these beauties are MINE!
And of course it's going to rain for the next several days. Wet pavement makes for treacherous skating.
Ah, well. I can always wear them to the grocery store.
This entry was originally posted at http://saucy-dryad.dreamwidth.org/478923.html. Please comment there using OpenID.
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