75 mns of Non-Stop trudging on ice with skating shoes that resembled mountaineering gear propelled on horizontal steel stilts - is what happened to me on Saturday….
I gaped with slightly high apprehension when the extremely weathered boots were handed to me…They made balancing on stilettos seem like child’s play…

The music began and suddenly there were people zooming across in all directions…The gang was kind enough to give me the friendly prod and push to help me along my long an arduous journey along the circumference of the skating ring…Yea, I was the typical wide eyed non- native snow region dweller who was the absolute fish out of water in the ice-skating ring….I tried to remember and follow the ‘slip and slide triangularly- with knees bent forward’ directions but trying to unlearn the way you fundamentally walk is no 2 minute job….especially with zero/zilch/nada skating (roller) experience to back you up…
I was taken on the occasional excursion by the gang who formed a human chain..where I left my trusty friend –the skating ring circumference wall to venture into the perilous mainland where there was nothing to hold on to and ‘serious injury to posterior’ could not be ruled out…for those brief moments I could faintly recognize the ‘magic’ that is ice skating …
The gang kept commenting on how uncommon it was that I didn’t fall once on my debut ice skating experience…maybe they didn’t realize that I didn’t fall because I didn’t risk…I rarely left the ring so I didn’t find out what it felt like to skate free…How could I drop if I didn’t risk the plunge?.......


Off topic: btw I wonder which bright stud decided to discover skating on ice,,,he saw some ice, he decided, ‘Oh! Let me freeze my b*** off trying to slide on this piece of frozen water whheee zippitty doo dah…what fun……’

(P.S. It was really nice to meet you S! take care and hope to bump into you again in the future!)