|Grumpy Coach as affected by |
the horror of my skating
He muttered something in Russian at me, and (I may be wrong) I don't think it was "Good Morning." Or anything even close to it. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's the fact that I'm a perennial basic skills skater and my technique is so appalling that it offends the purity of his vision of figure skating.
In two other freestyles as I passed him the first time I'd reflexively say, "Good morning." Let me say, his response was not welcoming. After that, I quit.
Then shortly before I went to Lake Placid I was lap skating and thinking about my work. My expression looked like this.....
Without thought, I grunted, "Good morning."
Suddenly, a big smile crossed his face. "Good morning!" he boomed cheerily.