I`ve been off the ice for several years, expecting to get back around the spring.I`m practically in withdrawal but here goes.As I slip on a black skirt or dress I start to get excited while putting my hair up thinking about what I`ll be working on today.I live in Florida so when I step into that cold rink I love that smell of the cold rink, the ice and as I lace up I can hardly wait.First that cold blast and the smellof ice I take my first few steps and everything is behindme.Forward and backward perimeter stroking ,wind in my hair friends all around I sink into that other world where ther es only me and the ice.If the ice is really clean and not too crowded I can hear my strokes long and clean quickening around the corners and as I get warmed up.If the lighting is right I can see my reflection like a friend skating withme.My layers are coming off and as I warm,the wind curls thru my fingers .As I start to warm up jumps I occasionally get the sensation that I am flying and somettimes a fall is a great slide and I don`t want to get up.Spinning is like visiting another planet and then poof you are back.As MK says skating is so soothing .I know of nothing in this world that makes me feel this way. Flying like a fairy......