So my better half and I went to a friend's child's birthday at the local roller rink. Neither one of us had any intention of roller skating.But it was clear that my better half and my friend really wanted me to skate. My friend just thought I would have a good time. My better half thought it would be good for me to try something new. So I got some skates.
I was anything but sure-footed and was convinced that a fall was inevitable. But I was going to try. My first time around the ring, I held the carpet barrier with dear life. After the first go, I figured I was done. I skated and I was done.
I thought I was done. My better half and friend, thought otherwise and thought I should do another round -- and not hold onto the carpet barrier.
This did not strike me as a good idea, but I did it anyway. It was going well for the first half.
Then it happened. I wrong move and I fell crashing to the floor. I felt my bottom hit hard then my back. And my poor little head bounced. BOUNCED!
I laid on the floor, stunned. I felt the warm streak of tears on my cheeks. I hurt and my pride was bruised.
A day later, I still require heat and ice on my bottom..but my pride has healed. I tried something new and that is something to smile about -- even if there is a bruise on my ass.
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