you're gonna be surprised how your torso feels

last night, against my better judgement, i went rollerskating with rossi and charo.

don't get me wrong... i love to skate! and i'm really quite good at it. it's just that i've had a phenomenally exhausting week and knew i'd have to endure even more exhausting activities early the next morning. every fiber in my being was telling me to go to bed instead of strapping orange wheels to my feet. more precisely, my mind was asking "who on earth goes roller skating at 11pm? you're way to old for this, xta. get a grip."

still, i went. and i'm glad i did. i myself only had enough energy for a few spins around the rink, but rossi shook his groove thing and charlotte managed some fancy dance moves, too.

and keep in mind that this was a group of 20- and 30-something college radio DJs who hadn't been on skates in a while. i saw some interesting techniques. a lot of balancing-with-the-arms. a lot of people ended up on their asses. one DJ looked like he was walking on wheels and didn't really understand the concept of gliding. it was pretty humorous.

around 12:30 i started to get a blister on my heel (isn't that always the case? those old, crummy brown skates never fit very well) and i also began yawning uncontrollably, so i forced charo & rossi to take me home. they probably would have liked to have stayed a little longer, and maybe had some fun in the private party room, but we all agreed that it was fun while it lasted.