I looooove rollerblading.
Eventhough I can't brake properly and I will wobble and topple when I blade across an ant, I still loooooooooove rollerblading.

My favourite place to blade will be at East Coast. It is a very nice place to rollerblade with my friends and family. (Suddenly become primary 3 kid writing compo topic My Favourite Hobby)
Backtrack a little bit. I love to see this as we cruise along the way to the beach.
I like expressways that are wide and open like this. It makes you feel you're on an expressway to heaven. (hahaha kesian budak jahanam ni ye..)

And those apartments are, at the moment, our dreamhouse. Check back with us in 5 years time and I'll give you a view from one of those windows. HAHAHAAH.

I love taking pics as I blade. Eventhough I am actually death on wheels. I don't crash into trees or lampposts to brake, oh no, that's suicidal. I'll find a niiiice spot to crash into.. like tents/kids/puppies/grandparents...
But people don't know that ohohoho

They think I'm pro because I got a very confident face. And because I blade with a camera in one hand, and step pro by wearing no guards. Hahaha.
But really, how can you not take pictures when you see camera-worthy things?


Then there are the blistering blisters from our cheapskate rollerblades. If you all haven't realise it yet, my boyfriend is a big baby when it comes to things that can hurt his soft supple skin.

Can you all see anything?
NEITHER CAN I.
Apparently there is a blister and it is soooo painful that he cannot take another step and we MUST stop.
But all he really wanted to do was this:

Now.. Can you really blame me if I whack him to death with my towel?
But because I was once a disciple of Yoda and he adviced me that Virtue, Patience is, I also join lah. Hahah.


...He started it ok....
Our lovely photo-taking sessions gave us dunno what esteem boost that we decided to go to routes with slopes.
And of course I fell. No suspense there. Haha.

Now you can say good good chakudood for acting like a pro and always tempt fate by pretending to fall, not wearing guards and all.
T___T
I always look forward to the end of rollerblading also. Because then I can gain back whatever calories I had burnt at BK. Onmnyomnyomnyom.
By this time, we had rollerblade soo much that when we try walking in our normal shoes, we could only waddle around painfully.
Extra price you pay for being cheapos and buying the cheapest rollerblades at Giant. We thought the brand is fierce ah.. Cougar ok.. Colour also fierce. Yellow for Lion, Orange for Tiger. Rawwwr. But no matter how hard we kick, how high we swing our arms to make our Cougars run faster, an arthritic grandma can still beat us. No kidding bebs. I witnessed the whole of ECP overtaking us.
T__T

BUT.
I still love rollerblading.
No matter if you fall, if your rollerblades CREAK, if you get awesommme blisters, if you kick like a mad merlion but you just cannot propel forward at an un-road-hogging speed, if your feet felt like as though a truck had run them over at the end of the day....
Nothing can really ever go wrong
:)

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