Pssst! Wanna Feel Like a Kid Again?

Find your nearest roller rink, strap on a pair of blades and go crazy!

Emma and I spent a Saturday afternoon under the disco lights having a great time together.  It was her chosen reward for completing the first 100 lessons in her current Saxon math book.  

I was never much of a Roller Dome girl growing up, but I did spend a lot of time blading behind my “power stroller” when Kira and Mark were little.  (Yeah–sorry I almost dumped you that one time, Mark.  Luckily, the restraint system held you in and you hung there saying, “It’s okay!  I’m okay!” like a little trooper!)  

Anyway, I haven’t really bladed since living in Detroit.  I tried once in Maryland, but the hills were a way too scary for me.  And we were two and a half miles from pavement at Bug’s Bog, so that didn’t work.  I felt strong and my ankles did just fine yesterday, so maybe it’s time to give the blades a little tune-up and hit the trails here in town!

 Are you ready, Emma?!