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they just don't get it
I had my lesson tonight, and I think I actually did some good work.

I started working on a camel, which looked terribly broken, and I fell a bunch of times, so I took a step back and we worked on my right outer back upright for a bit.  I think I've really got the feel for it now -- it's amazing what you can accomplish when you use proper technique.  In this case, I need to remember not to sit on my hip, but to pull my left hip up and keep it level with the right.  If I drop my left hip, I can't get my weight over my right baby toe, and if I can't get my weight over my toe, I can't catch the edge and it all goes terribly terribly pear-shaped.  There is sometimes falling and owies (but not bad owies; I just hate hauling myself up off the floor).  So -- hip up, shoulders back, weight over my toe.  Whee!

Then we worked on jumps a bit, specifically, my loop jump.  Again, proper technique is helping me pick this up a good deal quicker than I did the first time around.  I'm a little timid with it, though, and that timidity will get me hurt, because I had my hardest crash to date tonight, when I half-assed the takeoff and only got around three-quarters of the way, and was reminded that there are no quarter-turn jumps for a reason.  I crashed hard, and hit my wrist, elbow, and jarred my shoulder on the way down.  That was about the only fall I've had (and I fell a lot tonight) that actually hurt.  Doesn't hurt now, though, so I guess it's all good.

My mapes and toe walley look good; again, I need to keep my hips and shoulders level and pull my knee up a bit more to keep my free toe from tapping the floor.  Once I get the loop solid, I can start working on flips and lutzes.  The loop is a prerequisite since flips and lutzes are basically loops done off the toe stop.

All in all, I guess there is forward progress being made.  Which is good, because I worked hard today, and I'd hate to think that my legs ached this badly for nothing.  I don't care about the falls, though.  Sometimes you just have to take the pain on your way to your goal.

Mary and I were talking about the lack of kids in the club doing freestyle.  I think they're afraid of falling or something.  Learning dances is easy; mastering your skating enough to do a decent upright spin is harder, maybe that's it.  It's sad, really.  They'll never know the freedom you have when you skate freestyle; they'll always be constrained by set patterns and steps.  They just don't get it.

There was one girl there today who's only been skating for 5 months.  She was so cute, asking me how long I'd been skating, and then asking me later if I knew what a three-turn was, because she'd just learned how to do one today.  Somehow I ended up telling her about how much I practiced when I skated before.  I did the math... if I figure a minimum of 2 hours a day, 6 days a week, 50 weeks a year, over, say, 7 years, that's 4200 hours -- and since I know I skated more hours than that, I probably spent over 5000 hours developing this muscle memory (though Mary paid me the very large of compliment of telling me I had a lot of natural talent).  Mary was glad I told her (the little girl), and wants me to tell the kids how much time I put in when I was their ages.  I just wish I could honestly say I made it to Nationals, but at least I can say it was a lot harder to do back in the annals of time when I competed.

It was funny, though -- I said something about not wearing socks in my skates, and the girl's mom and the mom next to her were horrified.  No socks in my skates?  Don't I get blisters?  Well, yeah, a couple, when I broke in my boots, but I expected it.  It's part of the game; life goes on.  They looked at me like I was insane for being so nonchalant about it.  Socks keep you from feeling what you're doing, and you actually get more blisters, because your boot doesn't fit closely to your foot.  I can't even imagine what skates would feel like with socks on.  What happens when you wear socks thinner than you were wearing when you bought the boot, or thicker?  Your boot doesn't fit right, and you get blisters, or your foot gets squeezed and your toes go numb.  It sounds all elitist and shit, but if you're serious about skating, artistic roller skating at least, you shouldn't wear socks.  Nor should you look at the woman with all the experience like she's insane when she tells you so.

The pain is part of it.  The falls are part of it, and the blisters and the floor burns and the bruises.  And the freedom and the flight and the speed and the triumph of mastering yet another skill make everything else worth it, and it's just so damned sad that they don't understand.

i feel: tired tired

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