This is exactly what I came in here to say! Curse you, Shib!
shakes fist
This is exactly what I came in here to say! Curse you, Shib!
shakes fist
I can’t fly.
I believe it’s just a characters name from that Adam Sandler movie “Big Daddy”.
I can swim, but I can’t do a cartwheel and my whistling sounds like the wind in a car window.
A friend of the bus kid’s is named Steve, and everyone calls him Scuba. That you Scuba?
Yes it is, it’s the action figure the kid has with him.
I can’t do it, either. I try swallowing air, but I just end up getting extremely nauseous. (Although I eventually do belch, it’s pretty unimpressive).
I didn’t learn to ride a bike until I was eleven. My family lived in this huge estate broken up into townhouse apartments until then, and the only place to ride was an extremely broken and buckled cement patio. (It wasn’t messy, just really old).
But when I did learn, I learned PDQ.
Swimming-you can’t just “let go” and expect to start swimming. My cousin taught me the trick is you HAVE to try with your face underwater first. Just take a deep breath, and blow bubbles. Then paddle your arms and pump your legs. Treading water’s even easier-you just peddle your legs like you’re riding a bicycle.
Things I can’t do besides belching on command:
Trilling my RRrrrs
Whistle
Do a proper cartwheel (I can do a crooked one, though, if that helps)
My college had a basic swimming test for undergraduate students that was a graduation requirement. My swimming was poor enough that I was put in remedial swimming, which I think I took right after something geeky, like Differential Equations. (It felt like being back in high school.) I passed the test, but I don’t know if anyone was denied graduation for not doing so.
Oh, and I have really poor coordination and balance, so I never learned to ride a bike either. I’d like to learn as an adult, but how do you do so? It’s one of those things everyone assumes everyone knows how to do.
(Also, I never could snap my fingers, although I can make a similar noise with my tongue.)
I can’t skateboard anymore. I can Tic-tac still. I can ollie, but not while I’m moving. I can’t kick flip, judo, manual or any of the streetstlye tricks anymore. as long as i’m still I can kick the board around but I can’t land it anymore.
I’m 29 and it bothers the hell out of me, I always thought I’d be skating until I was 60. I dropped into a q-pipe at park and felt like it was the first time. My balance on the board sucks now.
What makes me even madder, is that I can’t even manual anymore without feeling like my fat ass is gonna bail!
BTW: I’m 158 lbs 5’ 3".
I am an excellent swimmer.
But I can not snap my fingers or tie my shoes.
Let me ease your pain (I think the color images work best):
This was how I learned how to see those images. And once you get used to it, you will no longer need the piece of glass.
ScubaSteve: take lessons. You can’t exactly earn your handle if you can’t swim.
As for me, two words: hula hoop.
(Call me a spaz).
That’s interesting Dewey. What college is that?
(I hope the answer is the Naval Academy or Coast Guard School and not some landlocked little college in Nebraska. )
Same here. People have tried to teach me and all fail.
I’m in the same boat as the Op (boat, get it? ha ha!) on the swimming thing. However, after a bit of research that may or may not be factually accurate, I have made peace with my non swimming.
Apparently, density has something to do with it- some people are just naturally more bouyant than others. Denser skeletal tissue is also more common in non-caucasian peoples (especially in Africans), and accounts for some of the shockingly low swimmer population for the Caribbean islands.
Anyway, I sink like a stone I can avoid drowning, but that’s about it, and I can’t even tread water very well.
Don’t worry, making gravy (sauces to be accurate) is considered the hallmark of a skilled chef and is probably the hardest thing for most culinary school students. The course itself is the most intensive in the curriculum. The average home cook has one hell of a time doing consistently and well. In the end, if just takes practice. Learn to make a good roux and you’re half way there. My problem is that I just never seem to have enough pan juices for a decent gravy.
I can’t make French knots, no matter how hard I try.
Take swimming lessons! See if your gym offers one-on-one instruction. That’s like not knowing what to do in a fire or an earthquake.
It’s not so hard, once you get the hang of it.
Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, in beautiful Troy NY. The nearest body of water of any size is the Hudson River. I heard that this was a common requirement for New York State universities, but I never confirmed that.
I can’t raise one eyebrow, whistle with my fingers, or parallel park worth a damn. I also cannot do something as simple as flick a lighter with my right hand, because I’m so left-handed that it actually borders on a disability.
Adult lessons are fairly common and pretty inexpensive. In my area there are two or three teachers who work at the local public pools. When I go to the community college nearest my place I often see three or four adults in the pool learning how to swim from one of these instructors. Red Cross swim lessons are available at most public pools and there are adults in them all the time. IIRC a lot of safety workers(firemen, policemen, lifeguards) are required to keep their Red Cross certifications current so you’ll see them in classes once every few years even though they could practically teach the stuff.
Enjoy,
Steven
Um, in an empty parking lot at night?
The currently popular way to learn riding a bike is to remove the pedals. Sit on it and kick the ground to move forward. This supposedly teaches you how to balance the bike without the distraction of pedaling. After you learn to coast on the pedal-less bike, pedaling should be easy.
As for seemingly easy things I’ve never learned: flirting, finding a date, being romantic, making new friends, or concentrating on work without being distracted by the SDMB.