It has taken me months, yes months, to get over the anger I felt in Lake Placid. Thanks to all of you incredibly impolite people, I have dyed my hair a darker brown and will probably darken it yet again, so I won't have to deal with your looks. But it's Lent and I'm trying to be a better person than the ones I have to deal with.
I am still skating. No, it's not going as well as I had hoped. Seems the session I have a lesson on is filled with kids. Spoiled, rich kids who can only skate their elements in the exact same place and cannot deviate even slightly to the left or right. I mention this only because I was in the air when I heard the sound of a screeching "EXCUSE ME!!!" from a girl who was not on programme but had to do her double flip right where I was about to land. Land I did, much to the chagrin of the girl, who sucked her teeth and stomped her foot. Very bad ice manners. If I did that every time someone was in my way, I'd spend the entire session doing it.
I am a bit discouraged that skills I had in June, first LP trip, have gone away. They disappeared in August, but I refuse to discuss August. I simply keep trying and while it isn't going anywhere near as well as I hoped, I am trying.
It would appear that my confidence level has hit an all time low, which results in my becoming discouraged about my skating. I'm working on that, along with not complaining so much (yeah, right) and of course, working out to lose weight.
That's all I got for now.
