Stuart decided that he wanted to choose something off the 52 List for week thirteen. I had no idea what he would go for and was pretty surprised when he told me we'd be going to a roller disco! I can never convince Stuart to go ice-skating so I didn't think he'd want to join me for this task, but I was glad he picked it. This is because when I added this task to the list I had visions I would be so good at roller-skating, that I'd have to join a roller derby team. Now was my chance to find out! During December and January a pop-up roller disco called Bump has been set up on the South Bank near the Royal Festival Hall. Stuart brought our tickets for a Saturday afternoon, and after a wander through the nearby Christmas market we headed in.
I was really excited when I saw other people in the hall who had roller skates that lit up when they moved, so I pulled off my trainers and waited in anticipation for my light up skates! Imagine my disappointment when I was given these plain ones.
It didn't put me off for long though, as I was ready to discover my secret skating talent. Boots laced, nothing was going to stop me. With a joyful glee I stood up and suddenly realised, even as a kid, I couldn't skate. Still, I shuffled into the hall and hoped I wouldn't fall.
It took me a couple of laps and the occasional wobble but eventually I could get round without clinging to the side. As it got pretty busy I found it easier to skate through the middle as there were less people to interfere with my moves. One thing worth pointing out though was, although Bump is advertised as a roller disco, not many people were dancing. I think the evening sessions might be a bit more disco-ey, but my task was to go to a roller disco, so even if I was the only was I was going to dance!
I could see everyone was impressed, but unfortunately my dance moves were to become Stuart's downfall. Geared on by my grace and elegance Stuart rightly decided you cannot leave a lady dancing on her own. As he joined me, even though he had definitely been the better skater all afternoon, dancing was a step too far as he fell in the most spectacular way. It was the funniest thing I had seen in a long time. There were arms and legs flailing all over the place as he tried to keep his balance, I think he managed to add in a pirouette, but eventually gravity took over and he crashed to the ground.
Once I had finished laughing (I'm sorry, it really was funny, it was like I was seeing him fall in slow motion) we continued to skate about, but I could see Stuart had lost his mojo. The fall had hurt his bum, and the boots were starting to rub, so we decided to quite whilst we (well me at least) were still ahead.
Overall I really enjoyed this task. I don't think I'm good enough to join a roller derby but I do want to go roller skating again. I didn't fall over, and I didn't have to cling to the side, so I take the whole task as a win. I don't know if I'll be able to convince Stuart to join me again though!
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