Tonight, after picking up my road bike with its beautiful, shiny new cassette and chain, as well as a clean drive train (whatever that is), I was walking home, admiring the stars, and enjoying the sound of the skaters playing hockey at the rink down the block.
I picked up the skates I bought two years ago, used three times that year, and haven't used since.
I'm obviously a horrible skater, but it was very fun to be out in the nice night air, stumbling around on the ice. When the hockey game disbanded, a nice guy asked me whether I was a "skater in training." I laughed, but loved his optimistic, positive characterization of my ultra-beginner status. I decided I'm pretty much in training for everything in my life....
One thing I'm not in training for? Being the person who puts on insulated overalls every other morning for three months every winter, usually in sub-zero temps, with a big hose, to pour water on the baseball diamonds to make the rink (photo from the Internet below). I think I should be in training, however, to learn how to write one short sentence!
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