So...yes, I grabbed my keys and went BACK to work.  Skated for 2 hours.  Came home.
But those two hours...you have no idea how wonderful it is to lean into your blade and cut a thin layer of finely ground ice as you take your first lap.  The swishing sound as you pull one blade in front of the other and the immense speeds you attain as you round the corners.  And then there is that heart stopping moment as you roll onto that lovely spot on your blade and with a quick flip you're suddenly going backwards and your hair gets blown into your face.
None of that compares to what I finally accomplished tonight.  My scratch spin.  It has been haunting me for almost 3 months.  It's relatively simple to learn how to spin.  It's just a matter of staying centered, pulling in your blade and standing on the balls of your toes.  Voila, you have a spin.  But there are all sorts of different spins, and the first real, marketable spin one must learn is the scratch spin.  You've all seen it during the Olympics.  The skater is going backwards.  Their body twists.  Then the arms swing around, the leg goes up and as the leg pulls into a triangle so do the arms then everything tightens up and the leg straightens while the spin just keeps getting faster and faster.  That's the scratch spin, and I finally managed to pull off THREE successful spins.
My legs are tired.  My feet are sore.  My arms ache.  My back thinks I'm crazy.  But, my scratch spin thinks I'm all good.
 
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