New Skates!!

Oh, how fun it is to break in new figure skates... (ouch!)

Christmas in San Francisco

December arrives and the city fills with the holiday spirit: christmas ornaments, christmas trees, christmas songs, and lets not forget the ice skating rinks.

Embarcadero's ice rink, momentarily without screaming children 

Fisherman's Wharf

A lovely decorated cable car

Union Square

And another christmas tree. Because there's no such thing as excessive reminders that you need to get into the holiday spirit and buy some more unnecessary presents at the mall across the street. Yes, you know you haven't finished all your christmas shopping...

Eventually, the girl who cried ice skating...

...got up in the morning and went to the rink, but nobody was there.

The poetry of motion

Ah! The ice that calls you. The cold that tickles. The feeling of touching the freshly smoothed surface of the ice rink.

Shiny and slippery. It had been too long since I had last touched it.

Skipping practice

My coach was really happy to see me on the ice rink today. She was thinking I had given up on going to next year's olympics. Pfff, as if...