Having lived my whole life in Pennsylvania, I am no stranger to winter. Having been a child through some of our largest snowstorms in history, including the blizzards of 1996 and 1993, I am well versed in the traditions of winter. I have enjoyed many-a-cup of hot chocolate after spending hours building snow forts, engaging in snow fights and making snow angels. However, there was one thing I did not do growing up, ice skate. 

I would be lying if I said I hadn’t spent a significant amount of my time as a child watching ice skating competitions. I love watching figure skating or really any sort of physical movement to music, dancing, gymnastics, ballet, the human body in elegant, poetic motion. It may just be a girl thing we seem attracted to such displays. Sure there is a certain beauty in the movements of sports, but there isn’t the same restrained, control of strength that comes from holding an impossible pose for an extended period of time. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy seeing a chiseled warrior wielding a hammer smashing things to smithereens just as much as the next woman. I digress. I was never a connoisseur of the sport, only a modest observer of it. 

One may be forgiven for the mistake of believing that ice skating is a relatively recent invention in human history, not until the 13th and 14th centuries when steel blades were attached to shoes. But there is evidence to suggest it actually has been utilized in Finland for over 5,000 years and they found a pair of Ice Skates in China that are almost 3,500 years old. This discovery helped establish a clear link of trade between China and Europe! There is a rather silly notion that until the age of exploration with the advent of Christopher Columbus that people didn’t move around much. Not so, the need to explore is etched in our very bones! But to avoid a long winded tangent about the history of trade and interactions over the centuries of human history, I will leave you with that declaration and encouragement to go do your own research.

The first skates were actually made of bone. The first official clubs naturally rose in London – because where else? Metal skates were brought over in the 1600’s and by the 1700’s all sorts of skating clubs had emerged which is also when figure skating emerged. The Dutch, Finns and Swedes had all been competing with one another in races for years back in the 13th and 14th centuries. At first it was just done by men doing circles and figure-eights, but it was an American of all things that incorporated ballet moves into his skating, and thus figure skating was born! 

It was under the auspices of this long and nobel tradition that my sister and I set out one late February day to our local mall. I had seen an advertisement for a “pop-up” ice rink on facebook around back in December. Anticipating the crowds of Christmas, we opted to wait until the initial excitement had died down. Our patience was rewarded with an almost empty rink where we could get the feel for it. The weather was almost perfect, it was right around 30 degrees. The near cloudless sky was that deep, brilliant blue that we only ever see in winter. We walked up to the counter to rent our skates and then on tottering legs took our first steps onto the ice. 

I will say that many movies lie about the ease by which one can simply strap on a pair of skates and flit about on the ice for the first time.  I was not fooled and well prepared for what was in store! I remembered the first time I had ever gone rollerblading as an equally difficult task. When one has never done it, your body doesn’t quite know what to do with itself in terms of balance. Suddenly, your legs are going in all sorts of directions and the decided lack of friction makes it damn difficult to control. Ah, the eternal law of physics, what is in motion stays in motion and skates are made for motion!  

Slowly, more so than I care to admit, I did start to get the hang of it. I clutched the wall for balance until I began to feel much more confident in my ability to maneuver safely. When one has had four concussions in one’s life, you tend to take the possibility of a head injury a bit more seriously than other people. This made me a bit more timid than my sister with regards to letting go of the safety of the wall and skating away from it. 

As we were making our way around, a few others joined us. They were also first timers on the ice and we built a quick camaraderie through mutual struggle. My sister and I called out the tips we had learned in our short education to the newcomers. Some picked it up faster than others, but rather than jealousy, we cheered enthusiastically for one another’s accomplishments. When my sister fell, I was not the only one who checked on her or encouraged her to keep going. 

Finally, I let go of the wall and began to skate on my own. There was a thrill of accomplishment even though arguably it was a rather small conquest. Still to glide across the ice confidently was a dream come true at last. Naturally, the small group of strangers cheered for me and it gave others the confidence to join me. I certainly wasn’t going to be adding any ballet moves that day and it was enough to go around in a circle a few times. I am sure that just as with rollerskating, I could quickly begin to conquer the ice, had I more time and inclination. My sister and I will no doubt return to the ice again in the coming winters. 

Bucket lists are more than just doing, they’re about experiencing. That morning was more than just ice skating, it was a reminder of some life lessons. In life one must venture forth from the safety of the nest to really live. At some point every olympic skater had to make the choice to let go of the safety net to risk danger and injury, to trust in their skill and ability to fly. They also had to make the choice, like my sister, to get up after a fall. Life is about risk, it’s about letting go and about getting back up after a fall. It’s also about cheering each other on through the difficulties. No one could skate for anyone else, but each of us uplifted the others there and I’d like to think that because of that encouragement everyone succeeded more than had we stayed silent. Studies demonstrate that positive feedback increases performance. It is important to cheer each other on through the difficulties and celebrate victories big or small. 

How can you ice skate?

Once the Christmas season starts, look for pop up ice rinks in your area or sales for your local ice rink. If you live in a hotter part of the country, sadly there will be few pop up ice rinks in your area no matter how much Christmas spirit your town may have. You will probably need to look for a local ice rink. Ice skating is fairly easy if you’ve been roller skating or blading before, but if you’re like me and have only done either of those a handful of times in your life you will still probably be pretty wobbly. However, that’s all part of the fun of doing new things. No one is expecting you to land a quad your first time on the ice, that’s obviously for your 3rd time. 

Completed: 2023

Miles from home: 12 miles 

Cost: Tickets were about $20 and ice skate rentals were an additional $10 for a total of $60 for two.