I'm getting back to writing again, so this starts the blog again. Finally I have enough stuff to be funny AGAIN!,
For some reason the rink decided to to have a Basic Adult class- and graduate the adults once they learn to "stop" into Basic Intermediate. Those of us who are in Basic Intermediate, Adult 4 and above level (I'm back at Adult5/6 again) get to futz around in Basic Intermediate with Basic warm up skills. The coach is very nice about it, it's not her fault. Anyway the score in this class is two adults at 4/5/6, and ten adults who can stop.
There's then practice Ice for 30 minutes.
Then I and the other
adult 4/5/6 skater, join the Basic Skills 4 Kids class where the score is
now: 5 adults , and 8,000,001 little kids. Okay, 10-12 kids. Little
short kids. all looking up to me scaring the shit out me . They're
fast, beneath my eyeline, and have the attention span of puppies and
there's now 17 people in hockey circle. This is all the fear I feel in
my life-some little kid is going to slam into me and I'm going to crush
him. The terror.
And I can tell you who that kid is: a fearless 8 year old boy
who takes magnificent falls and gets up, and moves forward without
looking for other people. Did I say he was fearless. Great hockey player
someday. Right now, he's a missile with my name in his sights.
His mother's in the class too, and I tell her I'm terrified of little kids, she has 2 kids on the ice and just laughs at me. Bless her.
The coach is a sweetheart. I'm still the strongest adult skater, and my edges and body position are a glory to behold, so I guess they'll let me come back next week.
Remember the unmentioned coach of Adult Beginner? No? The one who kicks the adults into Adult Intermediate once they can stop? On the last day of class, I feel mean enough to join his class and just do alternating t-stops just to show him what a REAL STOP is!
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