Thursday Doors: All Skate

It’s Thursday! It’s time to share some doors!

ThursdayDoors DSFMy new pink-wheeled roller skates sat on a bedroom floor for I don’t know how long. My last pair of skates was lost during the Great Mouse Invasion of 2012 a few living situations ago (three little critters, but I swear I saw them wearing the skates, carrying away furniture, etc…). I contemplated using the new skates outside but decided their pristine wheels would only touch the hard wood of a traditional rink floor.

I never mentioned the skates to the person who suggested roller derby to me earlier this year. But she brought up skating (violent skating, but skating nonetheless) — a sign! I started looking around for a rink to visit, I don’t remember when, but shortly thereafter. I found two, but did nothing.

More time passed. The skates continued to gather dust, until about a month ago. I decided I wanted to skate again. In the following weeks, without thinking about it at all, roller skating appeared to me three different times, just in the course of three usual days. More signs from the universe.

It was time to listen.

This week, after watching Jeopardy! one night, I drove to the rink and didn’t hesitate to get out of the car. I paid my admission and walked through doors I haven’t been through since I was 14 years old.

The rink looked the same, but smaller.

I felt the same, but bigger — excited. I was also nervous because I hadn’t been skating in years (the last time being a stroll on a path near a river where I spent more time dodging twigs and worrying about breaking my neck than having fun).


After the first go-round, I stood near the wall (that helped me to stop). Deep breaths — from the exercise my sedentary adulting body isn’t used to anymore and the exhilaration of doing something I used to love and apparently missed.

After the second, third, fourth and fifth go-rounds, deep breaths and a slight left knee pain. An examination of my right skate revealed loose wheels, which my left leg was compensating for. Good thing I brought my skate key.

The sixth and seventh go-rounds were heavenly. Wobbly no more, my right skate complied and coordinated with my left. I didn’t wander off the wood near the open space with no just-in-case wall to grab. Left, right, left, coast. Left, right, left, coaaaasssssstttt to the music. The wind blew through my hair. I smiled. I danced a wee bit. I had a ball.

These are the doors I walked through a bit fearful, excited, worried, and hopeful. This was my view after recapturing a part of my past, of tweaking what needed to be tweaked in order to enjoy the present (which I did), and making a mental note to come back in the very near future, during the same session every week, until I get sick of it, which may never happen.


Now, to hit up the pro shop and get some pom poms with bells for my boots…

This post is one of many through Thursday Doors by Norm Frampton. See other doors — from around the world — on his weekly linkup and/or on the Twitter at #ThursdayDoors. See more of my doors here.

2 thoughts on “Thursday Doors: All Skate

  1. Haha! That was fun and oh the flashbacks this brings back for me 😀
    I won’t tell you how many years ago I last went roller skating. Geez I don’t even know if any roller rinks still exist around here.
    Great post!

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