Today, I finally had a chance to do something that I have been wanting to do since I left Edmonton 5 years ago (has it been that long!?!?!). When I moved to the mid west about 1.5 years ago, I thought the opportunity would come quicker.
I LOVE skating (especially outside) so much that while in Edmonton, I bought a pair of skates (hockey skates, NOT figure skates), but they have not had much use since I left.
I have used them a time or two for indoor skating, but nothing compairs to skating outside.
A couple of opportunities to head downtown to go skating have fallen through and I just figured there was nowhere other than downtown to skate.
About a month ago, I noticed a pond that occasionally freezes over and if it gets cold enough and the ice gets thick enough, they take down the red flag and put out the green on. The “no skating” sign changes to “skating.” In recent days, the weather has been up and down so the flag changes almost daily.
A couple of days ago, I put my skates, my stick and my puck in the car. Yesterday the flag was green again and today, after work, I set out on a mission.
There were a bunch of kids playing hockey and I was a bit intimidated, so I drove away. I decided to run errands, go home, drop stuff off, get some more layers on and then head back (hockey hours would be over so they were probably gone). When I got returned to the pond, there were just a couple of little kids skating. Leaving my stick and puck in the car, I headed down.
I sat in the snow and laced up. After dialing up my favorite tunes on my ipod, I hit the ice. Just me, the setting sun, and the cold on my face. In 30 minutes time, a couple toes felt like they were frozen solid and my nose was running like crazy. It was glorious.
To top it off, it was the first time I have actually skated on a pond. In Edmonton, it was always just a flooded school yard or field. So in addition to finally being able to skate outside, I got over my fear of skating on a pond.