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June, 1999, overseas trials - Blacktown Ice Arena, Sydney. The seats are packed, the change rooms full with ice skating teams checking last minute checkups – Hair, make up, tights, costumes, and skates! And as the tope NSW junior team the “Ice crystals” stand in a huddle five minutes before we skate, I remember back to when we first skated as a synchronized ice skating team.
I remember learning the routines, those early morning practices with the on – ice fights over the smallest things. Where the …show more content…
The feeling you get from being apart of a team. Where everyone is valued and contributes in some way or another. Where, I am able to be of benefit to others.
Personally though, skating is much more than that. More than words can wield the matter. The freedom, where nothing else matters; as every time I step on the ice, the choice where I can be whatever I want to be. It is how I imagine a bird feels when it takes flight. Where you skate with your heart and before anyone else is able to believe in you, you already believe in yourself. The before you know it those limitation you thought you have, do not exist.
All of a sudden a cold breeze wisps through the door, and glides across my face. A shiver is sent down my spine and my knees begin to shake.
Sarah whispers in my ear, “I think its time”. I look in her eyes and I see fear beginning to wash all over her, as if she has just stepped out into a storm. Then I remember what someone once told me before skating my gold medal performance two years prior: “People that never try never fall. But they will never fly either”.
And just as it had reassured me, relief swept over her and that childish grin she has cracked across her face and I knew that she was going to be