Good lord that was scary. First time back on the ice since the accident.
The first good sign is that I still knew where the heck the rink was.
The second good sign is that I could get my skates on, even though my right ankle is still a little swollen and now has 7 inches of titanium on it.
The third good sign is that I was able to step out onto the ice and refrain from falling on my ass...
One step at a time :)
I did manage to get around the rink for 20 minutes. Slow, easy stroking and absolutely NOTHING fancy at all. Forward was fine at his point. Toward the end, I risked a little of the basic edge work. Fine and stable on the left, uncontrolled train wreck on the right. I gave up trying to make the half circles and settled for just going forward.
One step at a time :)
Ok - so I DID try forward crossovers. Again, fine to the left, major wobbly on the right - but I was able to do them, so that's the fourth good sign!
I had to explain my absence to several of the adults who were there... and also why I was skating like a 90 year old with two recent hip replacements and wouldn't stray more than 3 feet from the wall :)
I start back into lessons with Will on Friday. I've got a ton of work to do to get my right hip stable. The ankle is fine - it's the hip weakness that's messing me up at this point. That, and I managed to gain 10 pounds during this process. Just couldn't get enough cardio in - so instead of losing 20 pounds (which was my sick-time goal) I managed to put on 10. Shit. Now I have to lose 30, including my second chin and my third buttcheek. No one likes a flabby skater.
One step at a time :)
DAMN
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