Imagine this: It’s the mid-90s. Figure skating is in the news all the time. Tara Lipinski and Michelle Kwan are about to make even the skater-haters’ heads swivel with their athleticism and grace. Surya Bonaly has just thrown out all of the rules with her punk rock back flips on ice. Browning, Stojko and Gordeeva are bona fide pop culture presences.
And there is a young 9 year old girl in small town Ontario who is dumbstruck by the sport of figure skating. In her small town, the arena is a way of life. This young girl – in case we aren’t clear, it’s me – is no rosy-cheeked, delicate snow princess. She’s about twice as tall as the other girls. She’s thick and uncomfortable in tight clothing. She is made fun of for her off-brand outfits that aren’t meant for figure skating because figure skating outfits don’t come in long torso, so they give her wedgies.
But MAN did this kid love to skate. Eventually, she coached and competed a little. She could spin and do some jumps. She only broke one leg, one time. She was spending hours a night on the ice. It felt like home. She fell often, and she fell hard. And she bounced back up and kept on rolling most of the time. In this way, she is like most kids.
Kids are durable. They bounce.Read More