Still in one piece!

Well, my skating ranged from an impression of Bambi on ice to that of a flailing penguin trying to propel itself along....but my, was it fun!

The rink wasn't really that big and my first couple of laps were completed as close to the railing as possible in case of crash and burn and for some odd reason I kept remembering the last time I was at an ice rink (as a spectator; New Year, London) larking about with Shelly my fellow 'US security agent' ('skater down, repeat, skater down')...this didn't really help concentration levels very much.

The youngsters who obviously rollerblade for fun were zipping around like lunatics but by the end of the session our group had gotten the hang of things and were scooting in and out of the flailers like naturals :)