After spending nearly 2 weeks traveling in a wintry Michigan, ice is on my mind.
I’m entering 2014 with some trepidation and I’m likening this concern to potentially encountering ice patches that are going to send me off in uncontrollable spins, that could wreck havoc to my life.
Ice can be a scary thing. 5 winters ago, I blew out my ACL while skiing when I caught a patch of ice. I’d been skiing for almost 30 years at that point without incident, but a new pair of skis and a patch of ice at the top of the hill led to that infamous ‘pop’ of an ACL tear and a ride down the hill on a ski patrol snowmobile (and physical therapy and surgery). 16 or 17 winters ago, my car spun out while driving back to Chicago from Detroit near Michigan City, Indiana and while I wasn’t hurt and my car wasn’t totaled, a vehicle hitting the same patch of ice I did landed upside down on the hood of my car. And I’ve been lucky. A distant family member actually went through a patch of thin ice near Elk Rapids, Michigan skating to the store a century ago and drowned, leaving a widow with 2 toddlers and a newborn. Ice is not to be taken lightly, neither is the drama that life can throw at you.
At the most basic level, this is all about control. Catching a patch of ice when you are driving or skiing leaves you feeling out of control. Am I ready for the ice patches of 2014?
I grew up liking ice. My dad built an ice rink for us a number of winters in our back yard and we learned how to skate and play hockey. I took skating lessons at our community cultural center. I even had a Dorothy Hamil haircut at one point.
Dealing with ice is all about knowing ice, preparing yourself by sharpening edges on skates and skis as well as practicing basic skills. It’s about turning into the spin when you catch ice while driving instead of fighting it. It’s also about avoiding ice when you can. Kinda like hardships and challenges in life.
I want to wish us a year where our skis and skates are sharp and that the ice we choose to use is strong. A year where we are able to skate through life’s challenges and are prepared to handle the unexpected.
And if nothing more, let’s chip that ice and use it for margaritas!
Well-written! For me, ice is ONLY good for margaritas and maybe a slushie here and there! With the wind chills, we are hoping for a “snow day” or two……enjoy the warmth of NOLA after a cold holiday in MI!
We are getting our version of ‘cold’ here as well! The Causeway and a number of other bridges were closed Friday night because of sleet. Temps here in the 20s and 30s seep into the bones and they return Tuesday and Wednesday. Today was beautiful, though!
brilliantly written! ice as a metaphor for the unforeseen, for what is sneaky and stealthy – well, having lived in Michigan, I know it’s hard to learn it’s lessons, and once learned, they stay with us, yes? loved the photo of you and pals on the ice rink. my mom was a championship ice and roller skater, and taught me to skate before I could walk (steadily). we had a big woods out back where places would flood then freeze, and I remember hanging onto rushes and saplings to stay upright! later, my dad, too, constructed ice rinks each winter in our back yard. it is soooo cold here today – I’d much rather see ice
chipped off for margaritas!
much love and light,
Thank you! I’m so sorry it has taken me 3 weeks to return your message–correspondence has been a bit delayed the past 2 months. Thank you so much for your support and comments! You are such a wonderful presence on this crazy blogosphere and just like I feel all warm and fuzzy when I’m included in Marie’s JBBC “Weekly Round Up,” I feel the same about your comments. That is so cool about your mom being a championship skater and your memories of learning to skate. The good side of ice! 🙂 I hope you are finding away to stay warm with this frigid winter we are having. Spring will come soon!
Peace and light,
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