Guys. So far, I haven’t fallen.
Let me repeat this:
I. Have. Not. Fallen.
OK, so there may have been a few near misses…but I have yet to hurt myself on the wheelie sneaks. Which probably makes it a lot less entertaining for you. But much better for me.
When I first got my wheelie sneaks, there was a warning on the bottom of each shoe. Basically, it said, “Peel this shit off, and you promise not to sue our asses if you fall on yours.”
Whatevs.
So that night I practiced in our garage. That was when I realized it would take some time before I could wear them to work.
And finally, I’ve discovered the best way to practice on the wheelie sneaks.
At the grocery store. With wheeled aids.
Later in the grocery store, Brian pushed me, while I pushed the cart. And then I almost fell in the parking lot. But I didn’t fall.
Yet.
What do you think guys?!
8 Responses
I’m so pleased you’re still in one piece. Would you consider wearing a helmet? Just in case? I’d put pink rhinestones on it!
Maybe. But only if it sparkles. Still just a maybe.
You are inspiring! I need a pair now!
YES! DO IT! I should get commission!
You’re so street!
Awww thanks Meg!
I remember the first time I saw someone using a pair of these. It was a coworker who suddenly and magically switched from walking to gliding. I knew it wasn’t magic and there weren’t a million tiny angels flying under her feet so I came to the only logical conclusion; acid flashback.
Good for you for giving it a go. I’ve tried roller skating and skateboarding and learned my center of balance and I are strangers and we shall never meet.
Magic. It’s totally magic. And my center of balance and I are dear dear frenemies.