On the Ice
Last night I went ice skating for the first time in about 10 years. I had been invited to go a number of weeks ago, but was unable to go at that time, and then the second time, I was sick. So the third time’s the charm, right?
It is amazing how things come back to you, even after many years. I guess I have the advantage of having skated, off and on (certainly not with any real skill – I cannot do jumps and flips), since I was a small child. Then again, when you live in a cold climate, as I have for most of my life, you join in the winter activities or risk being alone indoors all winter. Ah yes, I have memories of ice skating on the lakes near Ely (MN), with my toes so cold I could not feel them. But I went anyway, because it was a social thing to do and if I did not go out on the ice, I would have had to stay inside alone. With nothing to do. So cold toes it was. And cold nose and chin.
So I went skating, got out on the ice, took it slow for a while, and fell on my butt once. I’ll blame the terrible condition of the ice for that, because I was not, like many of the other people there, trying to hot-dog it or do fancy tricks that were beyond my capabilities. I caught my skate in one of the thousands of divots (for lack of a better way to describe them, though not entirely accurate) during a turn.
Eventually I was skating backwards again, doing crossover turns and getting back into my old skating ways. Unfortunately, this led one of the other people with whom I was skating to attempt these maneuvers as well. As this person had only been on the ice a total of two times, and still watched the ice while on skates, I attempted to warn him against trying to do anything but stay upright. I told him until he can gain control of his movements, and skate without ice-staring, to not to try to skate backwards. Well…do you think he listened? So he fell. A lot. But kudos to him, he got up and kept trying. I wonder how he feels today, though, because ice is HARD and falling on it is not fun.
So overall, a good “Thanksgiving” weekend, with rather a good number of unexpected events. Yesterday before skating I also got a free lunch – free meals three out of four days – this is a record for me, and I want to enjoy it while it lasts, because I know it won’t last. Though the meal came with a “price” – I was invited for lunch, then the person paused and said “I need your help with some things I am translating for work.” AHA! But it was not a problem, I was happy to help.
So the final weekend tally – judging “Brain Ring” on Thursday followed by dinner, meeting the Danes on Friday over dinner, making dinner for two other PCVs on Saturday and getting a couple of movies (and Rosetta Stone, now I just need to get it to work), and on Sunday, lunch and ice skating. I was not bored this weekend! But I have a feeling that weekends like this one will be rare…