Yes you read that correctly, SKATES not roller blades but SKATES. Today I woke up to do my morning workout and I was super excited about going skating instead of running. I imagined the wind blowing on my face. 3 miles of path flying by with no problems. Really getting to test out my running jacket against the cold wind. While savoring the thought of being probably the coolest person out there at 6am. As I was getting ready, wonderful memories from my childhood came flooding back. I used to love to skate, especially on the strand to the pier. No I was not one of those teens skating up and down the strand in nothing but my bathing suit. I loved the smell of the water and feeling the sun on my skin as we just rolled up and down the strand, never seeming to get tired. Skating was a freeing time. All dressed and ready to go, I head out to my car where my skates have lived for probably the last 6 years. Did I mention I had...
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