Teaching An Old Dog New Tricks

Growing up, I watched movies and television shows that always showed people laughing and playing in the snow, ice-skating on a nearby pond or area rink and I was a little envious. In the deep South, we rarely get snow, usually when we do it's slush in a couple of hours. There are rare occasions that we get some serious snow, that we get a blizzard. When that happens folks talk about it for generations.

I figured I would never get to ice-skate, that I would be relegated to watching it on Hallmark movies. Then a wonderful thing happened. An ice-skating rink opened not terribly far from me. The first couple of years I would talk about how much I wanted to go, figuring I really wouldn't get a chance. Then I started a YouTube channel to hold myself accountable, mostly to myself. I knew that if I told people I was going to do something then I would make every effort to do it.

I wrote a list of goals and started working my way through them. Some I video and posted, some were not the type of goals you can video. Ice-skating was on that list. Winter rolled around and Michael and I went to Ice on the Landing so I could try it for the first time in my then 47 years. It was Michael's first time too but he makes everything look easy.