Twirling Around in a Circle

I went ice skating for the first time today, wait, it's 12:16 a.m., I went ice skating for the first time yesterday. The ice rink was something that I was not expecting to find. Not to say that I was disappointed. We paid, then on the ice we went. It was a snowballing effect I think. My feet refused to correctly move where I positioned them in my mind. My skates strained away from my feet in a desperate attempt to escape. However, I slowly moved. Limping along, holding the railing here, letting go of it there, correcting myself once more, arms sprawling out to center myself, feet inching towards the next spot I assigned in my mind. I fell a total of four times. The first, I lost balance and landed on my rear end. The second occurred in the same fashion when I went to tell my mentor that I had fallen the first time. The third was when I tried to copycat a girl holding onto a guy's shirt. Hands reached towards me to help me up. The fourth, the most dreaded, was wet. After the Zamboni made its rounds, the ice was slippery with water, and where else would I fall but in a puddle. And so my feet ached from the skates that refused to stay on my feet. I was determined to learn how to ice skate whether I fell or not. And I think I did alright for the first day. It wasn't magically excellent, but I did not require the assistance of the railing as often as I did when I started, I was -obviously- not afraid to fall on my rear end anymore, and I was having fun at my new experience. I wish I could glide on the ice as gracefully as the figure skaters that we saw, what went through their minds as they skated? Do they even have to think of it anymore after awhile or does it come second nature? I like the ice, as it is a form of water, and being a water sign, I love the water - just not when half of my rear end has landed in a puddle of it, marking evidence that I was clumsy on the ice. From 11 to 3 I skated, then went home. The ride home was much appreciated, I think that if we had taken the bikes to the ice rink, I would have not wanted to bike home.

Today is peaceful, well it just started. Barely a quarter after midnight. I wonder what today will bring. All I have to do is close my eyes and dream for a few hours before the sunlight will beam on my face and awaken me from whatever world I was currently rooted in. However, I do not feel the urge to do that right at this moment, therefore, I shall continue whatever I was doing before I started blogging about ice skating.