I've been lagging behind on my posting lately, in spite of the fact that I've both had quite a few things I've been meaning to share with the world. Hihi, grand words (if I must say so myself)! However, this is not meant to be a post about good intentions, because what I wanted to do is tell you what I did on Sunday (the picture is should be a hint): I went ice skating!
Now, growing up in the south of Norway it hardly ever got cold enough for there to be any snow and ice during the winter months, so it shouldn't come as a surprise that winter sports isn't my forte . And when it comes to ice skating I can count on one hand the times I've actually tried it. The first time being around the age of 6 or 7 on a pond, holding my fathers hand while trying out my very own pair of skates - pink with white fake fur trimmings - and probably the first & only time they were use. Later on, when I was at junior high, we had a winter or two when the lake by the school would freeze over and we would have so-called Activity days, where a few hours at the end of the school day (usually a Friday) would be spent having fun on the ice. Thus, ice skating is something I haven't done for over 10 years, and its' something I was pretty sure I would never do again...until recently, that is.
So, about a fortnight ago I bought a pair of skates - inspired by my dear house-mate and her adorable 4-year old son - and last Sunday we went skating. Definately Bambi on ice! Scary as hell, but so much fun too. I had a great time; wobbly legs all the way & laughing so much that my stomach is still hurting (almost)!
-:- Update, 25/2 -:-
Decided on adding a few pictures from Sunday's skating outing with E, T & S - taken on the ice after I'd found my "sea legs". No pictures of me in action. Now isn't that strange? ;0)
Yeah! Fun - I wanna go again!
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