Sunday, February 3, 2013

Ice queen

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.

1 comment:

I'm not Monty Python. I hate SPAM.