These were actually last year’s Christmas present, but I didn’t get to use them much as we got a warm spell right after the holiday.
Today it’s sunny and beautiful. Clear blue skies, about 25 degrees, lovely. So at lunch, I took my new skates over to the lagoon in town park, and skated for about 20 minutes.
It was great — the ice was bumpy and there were patches of snow on it just like when I was a kid, and the adventure is compounded by the fact that I grew up on figure skates, not hockey skates, so there’s just enough of a learning curve to keep it exciting. On the other side of the road from the lagoon, the Yellowstone river was rushing past, and beyond that was Livingston Peak and the north end of the Absaroka Range.
So much more fun than going to the gym, or downstairs to my treadmill desk, or even for a walk (although I do love a good walk on a sunny winter day). Duck out at lunchtime, go skate hard, breathe hard, and feel all sorts of weird little muscles I haven’t used in decades come back to life. Here’s fingers crossed that our nights stay cold and the days continue to be sunny and bright (and not too warm).