I went ice-skating today! It was my first time, leaving aside an inauspicious incident in my youth; given which, I feel I did quite well. By the end of the session I had developed a relatively efficient method of kicking off with my right foot - purists, I am told, use both, but it turns out I’m astonishingly non-ambidextrous and my non-dominant leg just couldn’t take the limelight - and was beetling around the centre of the rink like a fish. A gimpy fish. With a bruised knee and probably shattered coccyx.
I wanna do it again! As soon as my knee heals up, that is; I can’t be oosed taking a photo of the bruise right now, but it made Helpdesk Man go “whoa” and my family treat me with unaccustomed respect. Sunset hues, sunset hues…