Random skating thoughts...
May. 22nd, 2008 12:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annwfynI had a really nice evening's skating with molez. It was an ice disco at Streatham tonight, and a couple of the instructors were there and really showing off, leading up to one of them doing a cartwheel on ice.
I also realized how much more comfortable I've gotten on the ice since I started skating again. This evening Andy was dragging me along at high speeds, and at one point pushing me along as fast as he could skate (and he skates faster than me as he has ice hockey skates, and I skate with figure skates) whilst I made choo choo train noises and gestures with my arm. I was perfectly comfortable being hauled around on the ice, which I wouldn't have been at all a few months ago.
The other thing I realized was that one of the things I love about ice skating is the way I never feel icky and sweaty. Well, I do. After an hour of solid skating tonight, I know I had a thin trickle of sweat running down my back, and my heart rate was definitely up, but I didn't feel icky and hot and flushed. Rather, I still felt cool, with the air around me feeling crisp and clean. Gyms smell of sweat and human flesh. Ice rinks always smell clean and clear, and make me feel like I am too. Stealth exercise at its finest.
Then I came home and showered.
Believe me, it was for the best.
I'm due to go skating again this weekend. This makes me happy. I really must drag some of the rest of you guys along soon. It's honestly a lovely way to spend an hour or so, you know...
molez. It was an ice disco at Streatham tonight, and a couple of the instructors were there and really showing off, leading up to one of them doing a cartwheel on ice. I also realized how much more comfortable I've gotten on the ice since I started skating again. This evening Andy was dragging me along at high speeds, and at one point pushing me along as fast as he could skate (and he skates faster than me as he has ice hockey skates, and I skate with figure skates) whilst I made choo choo train noises and gestures with my arm. I was perfectly comfortable being hauled around on the ice, which I wouldn't have been at all a few months ago.
The other thing I realized was that one of the things I love about ice skating is the way I never feel icky and sweaty. Well, I do. After an hour of solid skating tonight, I know I had a thin trickle of sweat running down my back, and my heart rate was definitely up, but I didn't feel icky and hot and flushed. Rather, I still felt cool, with the air around me feeling crisp and clean. Gyms smell of sweat and human flesh. Ice rinks always smell clean and clear, and make me feel like I am too. Stealth exercise at its finest.
Then I came home and showered.
Believe me, it was for the best.
I'm due to go skating again this weekend. This makes me happy. I really must drag some of the rest of you guys along soon. It's honestly a lovely way to spend an hour or so, you know...
