#whatyoumissedthisweekend: Fatcake Saturday Night Ride Call

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Wheels slid along the oval track. Some people wobbled, while others swooped through disappearing gaps between wheels. I leaned against the wall to stay upright, happy to catch my breath.

No: not a track cycling race. This time, it was Saturday night roller skating. Disco roller skating, complete with line dancing in the center of the track and flashing neon lights. $15. Cash only. A converted church in the Lower Haight: the Church of 8 Wheels.

Exchanging 2 wheels for 8 seems, intuitively, 4 times easier. What could go wrong?

Just in case, I’d read some Yelp reviews on Saturday afternoon to prep myself for the trials ahead. The message seemed simple: Bring your friends, bring your cycling gear (okay, I made that part up), and leave your pride checked with your coat at the door.

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The greatest compliment given to the splashy, flashy, croissant-happy Fatcake crew that descended upon the Church of 8 Wheels this past Saturday came from a stranger: “Are you all cyclists dressed up as roller skaters, or roller skaters dressed up as cyclists?”

As shocked as anyone, I gawked at the skills displayed by Fatcake’s swooping cyclists. Someone managed to do the splits, while I got ready to call 9-1-1. Another in the line dance showed off footwork straight out of A Chorus Line. At one point, a circular conga line formed between Cakers, spinning and speeding up dizzily.

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This conga line is the real reason that each of our Strava activities (recording the skate, of course) look like drawings of fuzzy balls of yarn.

As for me, I stuck out like a croissant at an ice cream shop. Unlike my coordinated club mates, I shuffled slowly through my first laps around the track. My Cake-clad friends took up the slack, though, giving me a few handy pointers and making fun of me only as much as I could bear.

Like riding a bike, we’re already looking forward to the next ride call.

Words by Matt Krane

Pics by Nikko Lubinski

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