Let's Kick Some Ice

There's nothing quite like straining your fingers; pulling as hard as you can go make sure you've got your laces tight enough. You already know your going to have to stop at least two more times to try to make them tighter again, but yet you still try. Stepping out onto that freshly zambonied ice for the first time, making contact with the ice and taking that first glide across the crystal clear smooth surface, and just going. It's a brief few seconds of peace; your one with your skates, and one with the ice you glide on, you can see your breath in the crisp cool air, but you don't notice how cold you really are; all you can think about is landing the impending Triple Salchow (pronunced sow cow). But then, wait. . . it's back to reality.

On Sunday I got to go ice skating, and though it was nothing like the image painted above, it was still an experience none the less, and a fun one at that. I mean, seriously, how can you not have fun when your ice skating with all your friends on a unusually warm January day on crappy ice in a rink full of people. It's an experience most wouldn't trade for the world! I was just so excited to finally get to go ice skating, I'd been anticipating it for over a month, that the potholes and the small pools of melting ice didn't cause me to think twice.

Ok, now your thinking "what's with all the sarcasm," but I really did have a wonderful time. It was lots of fun. Though we all decided a re-do is in order in the near future, at the Roseville rink. We all enjoyed the moment while it lasted, and what better way to get friends together than out on ice. I was particularly excited because for me it meant friends from two sides of the "tracks" could finally meet each other.

Here are some pictures from the day; oh and you'll be glad to know that I didn't have the pleasure of falling!

Zafar was a trooper, he didn't want to get off the ice!

This is when I finally pried my hand out of Zara's!

You should know by now where the three of us are; there you can find trouble!