But not normal, classic skating.
Before I continue, I must say, I had a good time. I promise I did!
However... classic skating, or disco skating in this case, is not my forte.
Actually... that's being kind of generous.
I looked ever so dumb.
With the help of a friend or two, I made it around the rink.
Like, four times.
And I didn't fall once!
Instead, I chose to flail my arms multiple times.
Following disco skating we went to a certain pizza joint that rhymes with Wittle Weezers and enjoyed a pepperoni pizza at the park nearby.
It was oh so lovely and I did not die.