Below is a short clip on the origin of rollerblading. I’m sharing it because I knew you would want to know. (You’re welcome.) As for me, getting out the old skates is nothing like riding a bike. I wiggle, jiggle, and wobble with the best of them. And then I go kersplat. Just before impact there’s usually a squeal of some sort. Followed by a groan.
O.k., carry on.