We were glad that the sun came out on saturday so we could take our new blades for a spin in the neighborhood.
And by new blades, I mean the ones we thrifted from D.I.
|my cute blading instructor|
Blading through the mountainous terrain that is Provo, Utah. Okay, not so mountainous—but there are a lot of hills. This means two things. Uphill—burning my buns o' steel. Downhill—spiraling out of control and narrowly escaping death. Surprisingly, I kinda preferred uphill.
Jacob taught me well. Here are some of my new moves:
My greatest challenge?
learning to stop—especially while going down hill.
My greatest strength?
bringing some style to the act.