Third Skate Lesson (And there was progress)

I have hockey skates.

No, I didn’t buy them (my bank account is extremely grateful for this). I didn’t want to invest until I was sure this was something I wanted to do. I have a horrible habit of wanting to excel at something and then when it becomes difficult, I quit. I’m just a lazy perfectionist. If I can’t do it perfectly the first couple times, then I move on. But these skates were given to me. For no occasion other than they were available.

So, the lady I mentioned in last week’s post…she used to play hockey and last week she asked me what size skate I wore. Because she had an old (but in good repair) pair of hockey skates that she wanted to give away. I figured why not, I’ll try them, so she brought them this past lesson and they fit! And not only that, I felt really good on the ice with them, far more secure. This could simply be the placebo effect, but if it is, I’ll take it.

I even skated backwards (on purpose) which was quite a feat with my ability. I didn’t skate backwards very quickly or very far, but it was intentional. I offered her money for the skates, but she wouldn’t take it. She just wanted them to have a good home.

This is when the English language or my mastery of it falls short. I can’t express the joy I had during that lesson, in those skates. I moved across that ice. Quicker than I ever had. And it was glorious.