I have really fond memories of ice skating when I was kid. I remember skating like I hadn’t a care in the world! Though I fell a few times, I was graceful and skated with speed. I even taught myself a few (very amateur-ish) tricks after I got really comfortable with the ice.
After months (months!) of suggesting to Bob that we go ice skating, he finally caved. I told him I was pretty good on the ice. I knew how to hold my own so if he needed help…
Well! He certainly showed me. He sped around the rink twice, while I was still just half way around. I had my “Gumby arms” out to my sides (his words, not mine), while he glided around casually with his hands in his pockets. He was graceful, while I was trying hard not to fall. It was like that scene in The Cutting Edge when Moira Kelly shows up D.B. Sweeney with her superior ice dancing skills and smugly says, “toepick!” every time he slips.
If you’ve watched the movie, then you so know what I’m talking about.
For the record, Gumby arms are essential for keeping the balance!