Ice skating \o/ (fall down go boom /o\)
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nenya_kanadkaSo, inspired by seascribe's tales of her birthday shenanigans, I went ice skating this evening. I also tripped and fell and skinned the living fuck out of three places on my arm.
No, no--I mean to say, the fall down go boom part happened BEFORE the ice skating.
I'd spent the afternoon looking for a winter coat (no luck so far, though I may have a candidate to order online), and came home for a few minutes to grab a sweater before dashing out for the bus down to the rec centre. About four minutes before the bus was to arrive, I suddenly remembered that I'd meant to borrow Mucca's scarf, since I wasn't sure how cold it was going to be at the rink. I debated internally whether or not to run back inside and look for the scarf, and finally decided to chance it.
Bad idea! Running down the sidewalk in the dark was probably my first mistake. I tripped over a crack in the concrete, or possibly a twig, or even my own toes (tbh this last is most likely), and down I went. I had enough time to roll so I didn't end up with a face full of pain, but I lightly strained my left ankle and seriously scraped my right elbow, wrist/palm, and the knuckle of my index finger. After lying on the ground whimpering/growling "fuck" for a few minutes, I staggered to my feet and limped back to the bus stop. By the light of the streetlamp I could see that I was in fact bleeding, but all body parts were attached and I wasn't actually hurting very much. The bus came; I got on it, figuring the rec centre would probably have a first aid kit and someone who knew how to use it.
Which they did! The swimming pool is apparently set up for kids bashing into things occasionally, so a very young lifeguard sprayed saline solution on me and taped me up. They wanted to know if I still wanted to go ice skating, which I totally did.
Ended up having about half an hour or 40 minutes to skate, which to be honest is about as long as I want if I'm by myself with nobody to talk to. (Gone are the days when I could build snow-forts beside the backyard pond and LARP my pre-teen origfic.) I ended up trading in the first pair of skates they rented me because they were way too bulky--they were figure skates but they fit like hockey skates. Despite being taught to skate by teenaged male hockey players, I'm a figure skate girl, so I tried on a more traditional white-leather-boot pair. Which I had to adjust a couple of times (rental skates are a total crapshoot and usually end up somewhere between "awkward," "uncomfortable," and "foot torture") but I didn't care because WHEEE it was so much fun gliding down the ice WHOOOO EEEEE! :D
There seemed to be about 2/3 adults to 1/3 kids this time. It's varied in the past and if there are a LOT of kids I worry about running into them, because they kind of zip all over. But I was going pretty slowly this time (it's been a while, and the skates weren't amazing), just kind of gliding and smiling for the most part, so I was able to swoosh out of the way if necessary. There was this one little kid, couldn't have been more than four years old, who was amazingly nimble on their feet. Honestly, my first thought was that they were probably better at skating than walking. Canada! \o/
Definitely ended up using muscles I haven't in a while, mostly lower back and whatever muscle it is in the thighs right above the knee. And my arm still hurts--ow, the wrist scrape is right where my arm contacts the edge of laptop while typing--and my left ankle wants a rest. But I had a good time. I'm totally going back--hopefullyartemis_rain or another local friend will be able to come on another night. I think there's an open skate on Saturday, which I now realize is Halloween so IDK. But there's usually skating times a couple nights a week, and the Tuesday ones like this are $5 for both ice time and skate rental, which is pretty great. (Mucca does not skate, even when falling onto a recently-dislocated shoulder is not an issue, because she grew up by an ocean rather than a backyard pond. Last time I went skating was with either my ex or my brother's ex, so like three to five years ago. I'm glad to have the excuse to do it now. Was thinking maybe I could take my swimsuit next time and have a soak in the hot tub afterward, but maybe that's not a good idea while I have two big honking half-healed wounds on my arm. :P)
WHEEEEE. :D :D :D
seascribe's tales of her birthday shenanigans, I went ice skating this evening. I also tripped and fell and skinned the living fuck out of three places on my arm. No, no--I mean to say, the fall down go boom part happened BEFORE the ice skating.
I'd spent the afternoon looking for a winter coat (no luck so far, though I may have a candidate to order online), and came home for a few minutes to grab a sweater before dashing out for the bus down to the rec centre. About four minutes before the bus was to arrive, I suddenly remembered that I'd meant to borrow Mucca's scarf, since I wasn't sure how cold it was going to be at the rink. I debated internally whether or not to run back inside and look for the scarf, and finally decided to chance it.
Bad idea! Running down the sidewalk in the dark was probably my first mistake. I tripped over a crack in the concrete, or possibly a twig, or even my own toes (tbh this last is most likely), and down I went. I had enough time to roll so I didn't end up with a face full of pain, but I lightly strained my left ankle and seriously scraped my right elbow, wrist/palm, and the knuckle of my index finger. After lying on the ground whimpering/growling "fuck" for a few minutes, I staggered to my feet and limped back to the bus stop. By the light of the streetlamp I could see that I was in fact bleeding, but all body parts were attached and I wasn't actually hurting very much. The bus came; I got on it, figuring the rec centre would probably have a first aid kit and someone who knew how to use it.
Which they did! The swimming pool is apparently set up for kids bashing into things occasionally, so a very young lifeguard sprayed saline solution on me and taped me up. They wanted to know if I still wanted to go ice skating, which I totally did.
Ended up having about half an hour or 40 minutes to skate, which to be honest is about as long as I want if I'm by myself with nobody to talk to. (Gone are the days when I could build snow-forts beside the backyard pond and LARP my pre-teen origfic.) I ended up trading in the first pair of skates they rented me because they were way too bulky--they were figure skates but they fit like hockey skates. Despite being taught to skate by teenaged male hockey players, I'm a figure skate girl, so I tried on a more traditional white-leather-boot pair. Which I had to adjust a couple of times (rental skates are a total crapshoot and usually end up somewhere between "awkward," "uncomfortable," and "foot torture") but I didn't care because WHEEE it was so much fun gliding down the ice WHOOOO EEEEE! :D
There seemed to be about 2/3 adults to 1/3 kids this time. It's varied in the past and if there are a LOT of kids I worry about running into them, because they kind of zip all over. But I was going pretty slowly this time (it's been a while, and the skates weren't amazing), just kind of gliding and smiling for the most part, so I was able to swoosh out of the way if necessary. There was this one little kid, couldn't have been more than four years old, who was amazingly nimble on their feet. Honestly, my first thought was that they were probably better at skating than walking. Canada! \o/
Definitely ended up using muscles I haven't in a while, mostly lower back and whatever muscle it is in the thighs right above the knee. And my arm still hurts--ow, the wrist scrape is right where my arm contacts the edge of laptop while typing--and my left ankle wants a rest. But I had a good time. I'm totally going back--hopefully
artemis_rain or another local friend will be able to come on another night. I think there's an open skate on Saturday, which I now realize is Halloween so IDK. But there's usually skating times a couple nights a week, and the Tuesday ones like this are $5 for both ice time and skate rental, which is pretty great. (Mucca does not skate, even when falling onto a recently-dislocated shoulder is not an issue, because she grew up by an ocean rather than a backyard pond. Last time I went skating was with either my ex or my brother's ex, so like three to five years ago. I'm glad to have the excuse to do it now. Was thinking maybe I could take my swimsuit next time and have a soak in the hot tub afterward, but maybe that's not a good idea while I have two big honking half-healed wounds on my arm. :P)WHEEEEE. :D :D :D
