Ice Skating....

After years (at least four) of being "determined" about learning how to skate on ice, I have finally signed up for ice-skating lessons. Evidently, growing up in the tropical belt of our Earth in India, the only time I saw any "ice" was in my refrigerator. Hence it goes without saying that after arriving in the United States, when I saw people ice skating and enjoying it, I figured I should give it a try. Heck, it seems quite a bit of fun and as I later discovered, there's a lot of fun in enjoying a nice winter evening ice skating, followed by a hot cup of hot chocolate.

Now, I tried skating on ice on a few occasions. I must say I didn't do all that well, but I didn't suck either. On my first try, I was able to balance, stand, "navigate", and stand-back-up after falling. The craziest experience was in Moscow, where I went with my friends to the "Moscow Skating Rink", where people's skill ranged from a hardened hockey player to a pro-level figure skater. I was the only newbie, not to mention the only non Russian there. People were generally OK, but it was crazy to see a 4-year old whizz by, skating past me. I also skated here in Washington a few times, each time improving my walking abilities on skates and ice.

After much postponing, I decided to sign up for the ice skating lessons. There is a skating rink nearby, but their lesson schedules are out of whack, and they offer lessons only once a week. I found another rink that's about a 30-minute drive from my home; better still, they were offering lessons on a very convenient schedule!

I'm looking forward to making some progress in being able to skate on ice. Anything more than just walking on the ice would be just wonderful! Oh, if I could glide, slide, and actually skate, that would be pure bliss!