I usually get, "How long have you been skating?" when I am at the rink. Or, by kids (in public session), "Can you teach me to spin?" To which I answer, "Oh, you can do it if you sign up for 'Learn to Skate' group lessons."
One of the funniest was by this man who was holding the walls with white knuckles and buckled ankles. I was out doing power threes, biding my time in a Sunday public, and he says, "So, is this your first time skating?" I thought was really funny.
My best friend told me that I shouldn't skate at my age (44), when I started back last year.
Then, she went to the rink with me one night, and hasn't said a word since.
Neighbor of several streets down is riding his motorcycle at 9:00 a.m. on Saturday. I am head down in my trunk, pulling together my skating stuff (fell all out of the bag). I hear the motorcycle stop behind me and shut off. I turn around and he says, "Did you do Yoga?" I am not wearing yoga pants. I am in a black velvet stretch skating dress with tights in South Florida in June and it's already 85 degrees with 100% humidity (feels like 100 in a wet sauna). I say "No, I was figure skating."