Ice Skating

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When I was little, I wanted to be a figure skater. I remember having to read biographies and I always, always read about Michelle Kwan, my favorite figure skater. I watched figure skating on TV with my mom. When I think about it, I'm not quite sure why I wanted to be a figure skater, except for the fact that I loved it so much.

Today was a furlough day. I guess when I think about it, furlough days should suck immensely, but I can't help but love any excuse for not having school. Today I spent my day ice skating with the girls from Pulse. There's something I just love about ice skating. Maybe it's the fact that I'm just floating. Maybe it's because I can slip or fall at any moment. Maybe it's because it reminds me of summer camp. Maybe it's because it's like every weekend when I asked my parents to go ice skating. Maybe it's like every time I asked my mom to put me in figure skating classes. Maybe it's because it's the first thing I wanted to be when I was little.... that I actually remember.

When I'm skating super fast, I can't help but just relax, only returning to reality when I lose my balance for just a second, catching myself right before I fall. The cold just adds to it, making me forget about my troubles, forcing me to focus on how cold I am. I really wish I could just go ice skating by myself. If I lived close enough to a rink, I would live there.