After four months plus a week off the ice I skated for the first time. To say I felt like Bambi is an understatement.
We moved from Washington to Arizona and the process required my full attention. No time to skate. I skated a little in April and May and hung up my skates May 31st.
Now that I am here I can finally get back to the ice. Not only did I feel wobbly and feel awkward, but I have forgotten many of the steps and rhythms of my dances. I have a partner lesson with Vitali on Thursday and I’m really nervous about that.
On the plus side - I didn’t fall or get hurt. On the minus side - my boots hurt because I spent the summer out of them and in flip flops. 🩴 Bunions worst enemy are flip flops.