There was a young skater named Hannah
Who slipped and fell on her fannah
As she lay on her side
More stars she espied
Than there are on the Star Spangled Bannah.
The above doggerel is apropos of nothing--just had to get it out of my system...
Today's Power Stroking session was an instructive one for your old Diarist. The first 10 minutes leaves one gasping for air but somehow life goes on. I learned today that once I grasped the basic pattern of the drills that I wasn't the slowest skater on the ice--at least during the forward skating portion of the programme--I actually passed some of the youngsters, much to their chagrin. The back skating drills were better than last time but there's still much room for improvement. But unlike the afore mentioned Hannah, I didn't land on my fannah and in fact lived to fight another day...
At the end of the session Madam Director handed out entry forms for a Holiday Contest--the "Ugly Holday Sweater Day". The skater that is deemed to have the ugliest holiday sweater will win a "great" prize. This takes place on the 22nd of December (which just happens to be my BD). Diaristwoman swears she doesn't have an appropriate sweater for this contest but I'll bet she knows peeps that do--I told her I don't want merely ugly. I want truly hideous--extra points if the sweater has flashing mini lites. I mean, it's my BD--I gotta win this!