This may come as something of a surprise to those of you who know me, because,
for the last five years or so, when not playing hockey, I have been seen at
conventions failing miserably to learn how to wheel walk, but I’ve finally
cracked it. And I don’t mean my head. I’m now regularly up to 20m or so and
yesterday I even had my first definite downhill glide of about five metres.
The difference this time is that for a period of two weeks or so, I made an
effort to practice for at least an hour every day. This was mainly around my
local concrete shopping centre at night so I did get plenty of strange looks.
Wierdly my tyre (Primo “The Wall”) seemed to give me a measure of street cred
with some of the local kids.
See you in the gliding competition in Seattle (Towards the bottom of the