Skating on ice

Hiking in Big Sky, Montana. June 2007


I may have mentioned this, but D started skating as soon as he could walk. Up until his second year in University, he skated every day during the season and trained for his speed skating during the Summer. I on the other hand have never set foot in a pair of ice skates. Last Friday, we took Sasha out on the ice for the first time. We walked for 20 minutes to the nearby arena. The skates were rented and she did not have a helmet. Her Daddy laced her up and took her out on the ice. I cannot say that she loved it, I can say she did not wail like a banshee and seemed interested in what the older figure skaters were doing. They glided for about 10 minutes. There is hope. We are now planning to sign her up for lessons in January...our only problem is finding skates that fit her and more importantly a helmet that will properly protect her noggin without making her look too much like a dork. D is also thinking of getting her into organised sports like ice hockey. I would like my daughter to have her own teeth so we are limiting her skate time to figure skating. I have visions of travelling with her all over the world competing..most likely she will have a melt down during her first lesson and we will have a bunch a baby skating equipment to off load. I remember my "challenging" childhood with my piano, guitar, violin, tae kwando, and ballet lessons. Hated them, still can't for the life of me do a split, kick anyone's behind or strum a chord..but by golly I had the equipment..what comes around goes around eh?

D and I bought ourselves some skates. We believe in guiding Sasha by example. Now if only I could wear diapers to protect my behind as I imagine I will be hitting the ice many, many times.