There’s a particularly delicious sound that the in-line rollers of rollerblades create when you’re moving with a rhythmic stride. I’m sure it’s theta wave inspired like what happens when the sadhus chant “Ram, Ram, Ram” for hours on end. The potential problem here is that the blader can get hypnotized by the music of his feet and crash!
Today for the first time I learned to use crutches, practising walking with my new prosthetic hips. I’m a tiny bit embarrassed to say I experienced some of the exhilaration of my old blading days. There was the same contralateral movement of foot and crutch and much joy in being able to move more freely.
(These silver adjustable elbow crutches are so shmick, not like the old wooden ones)
Somehow this particular skill/sport will be relatively short-lived and I’m quite sure I’ll never get in The Zone!
1 Comment
annie cocksedge
on February 8, 2010 at 8:19 am
darling eve brave girl well done,great to see that old skills a la rollerblading help with the new arts of rehabilitation. Anything I can do for you or bring to you? This week will go fast you’ll see, I know gaby is visiting wed. arvo & you girls probably have book deals to discuss, so would Thur or Friday arvo still have a vacancy for a visit from me? Love & kisses annie
darling eve brave girl well done,great to see that old skills a la rollerblading help with the new arts of rehabilitation. Anything I can do for you or bring to you? This week will go fast you’ll see, I know gaby is visiting wed. arvo & you girls probably have book deals to discuss, so would Thur or Friday arvo still have a vacancy for a visit from me? Love & kisses annie