Those two swoops represent one of the best turns I took. About 11 years ago, on a bright, sunny, cold December day, I went downtown to an outside ice rink in Washington Square Park. I hadn't been skating in many years, and I don't know what lead me there that day. However, that afternoon led me to some of the most glorious times I've ever had.
I'm a skater. No, not a good one, but a passionate one. Eleven years after buying my skates (I'm on my third pair, the last pair was custom), finding a club, a coach, and a rink (maybe not in that order), I skate whenever I can. I try to learn new skills and work constantly to improve those that I have.
When I skate, everything else stops. I don't think about work, or that client, or the deliverable that was late (again), or any thing other than completing that turn--without falling, with my weight over my skating foot, and my posture upright.
Above are the marks of a 3-turn, named because the marks look like the number 3. To me, they represent freedom, passion, dedication, commitment, joy, frustration, my life.
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