The unfortunate aspect of growing up in the 80s and 90s is rearing its ugly head: VHS is now officially a thing of the past, gone the way of the 8-track tape and the LP. I, of course, was the last to realize this, and thought the precious VHS's that detail my past would last forever. Riiiight. So here's my first effort at digitizing our family's rather large collection:
Just as a subtext, I outskated the field, but got robbed by the judges, who told my coach in confidence that they couldn't reward me with the top spots because they were reserved for a few girls with fancy coaches from uppity skating clubs. The seedy underbelly of the sport of figure skating is not a myth.
More to come...
1 comment:
Holy shiz! Nice moves, sista! I can't even walk in skates on the rubber mats outside the rink...I am truly impressed.
As a side note: life teaches you that everything has a seedy underbelly. You just learned a little early, which - no doubt - has served you well in life.
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