Somehow, although there's fewer than half of the little darlings on ice than last year, THEY ARE STILL IN MY WAY EVERY TIME I TRY TO DO ANYTHING! I can get one swing roll--little kid. Two chasse's -- little kid. Alternating swing rolls--two little kids zip into my path, no escape to the left or right, no time to stop, just pick one up and swing her to safety. Of course they don't watch where they're going. Sigh. It's a lesson in random movement. I can't predict where they're going next. It' like this for a solid half hour.
|Typical Little Kid path from one side of the rink to the other.|
Oh yeah, then I had to go learn back threes in group. BO3 are the leading source of head injuries in adult skaters. It will be years before I can do them without fear.
Okay, okay. I'm better now. I've still got some egg nog in the fridge, I may just have to go chug it. Excess sugar held in suspension in a mixture of fat, protein and carbohydrates is very soothing. Especially if rum is involved. I just have to remind myself I took up skating to relax.
|Center yourself. Be One with the Universe.|
Calm the %*&# Down.