There is something very freeing about ice
skating. When the rink is crowded, when the ice is pitted, when I
have to steer around fallen skaters, frightened skaters, and trick
skaters alike, and when I have to keep my balance while maneuvering
on two thin steel blades, it leaves no mental energy to brood on my
troubles or anyone else's. Even in a crowded city rink, it's just me
and the ice. And that's very liberating.