I did something today that I have not done in a very long time. I laced up my "new" skates and hit to the ice so Poppy and I could learn how to skate together. It is a lot more work than I remember.
Poppy took to the ice and like she'd been wearing blades her whole life. Me, not so much. I don't remember the blade being so thin. The balance is so much different than I remember. I made it around the ice track? (not sure what you would call Boyd Parks rink) twice. With the help of a "walker" and my arches, calves, hips, back, and maybe even my teeth were aching. With great defeat, I unlaced my boots and called it a day.
I didn't think of myself as a quitter. I thought of it in the light that I tried. And I will try again. Soon. I realized that it's okay to try something and not get it perfect the first time. I realized that I did not want to push myself to point of injury and then not be able to do other activities.
After I tucked the skates into the van, I walk around the parameter of the park for an hour and got one my Adopt 5 activities done while Poppy Moon skated her little heart out. It was a good day. There was even a little blood, sweat, but no tears.
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