Thursday, July 7, 2016

Hitting the Wall...on Ice

I hit the wall tonight during group. Skating along doing my edge studies as part of the group, the BLAM! I hit the wall. And I was really zipping along across the rink, until suddenly there wasn't anymore rink!

I'm not sure how it happened. A toepick was involved, and then something else, and maybe this-that-or the other. Anyway, suddenly I'm lying flat on my back at the boards.

If you give me time, I'll just roll over dig that toepick in and push myself up.
But, noooooo. Suddenly Dance Coach is there and Lady Bun, and Miss Cheerleader all pulling me up from the ice. I felt like my 92 year old mother muttering "I can do it. Just give me a moment."

And then I realize..... It's nice to be pampered.

Go on grab my arms and haul me on up to my feet! I'll let you!

My coach, on the other hand, would just tell them to stop enabling my dependence. Of course, my coach is my age!

1 comment:

  1. After I got home and got some sleep, I was able to reconstruct the crash: brought my foot back for a T-stop as I approached the boards, dropped the toepick down for some reason, caught it, slammed into the boards face first, bounced back, landed on the ice. Sat up going "WTF!"