It just happened. I could never skate before – I had always been the beginner that’d you see holding onto the ledge, until the very courageous moment where I’d decide to let go, onto to fall on my butt shortly after. Last year though after a couple meet-ups with my friends at City Hall, I found that I was beginning to get the hang of it. And this year, my trip to the rink with Sarah turned out to be the first time in which I realized that I really could skate and not just wobble around the rink. I still ended up falling 4 times though, but only because of the rocky ice (which the Zamboni machine staff refused to clean up even after 2+ hours of blades scratching up the ice), and because Sarah pushed me during our game of tag. =.= It was a freezing day where you had to stop every now and then to adjust your scarf, and bring your hand up to your face to warm it up. Even smiling was a hazard where you risked freezing up your teeth. But in the end, it was still a fun day. :)