C decided I was going to work on spirals yesterday. I, stupidly, demonstrated to her that I have reasonably good extension when I'm holding on to the wall. I'd say I'm at 120-130 degrees right now.
So when I did my paltry, terrified, free-leg-not-even-at-hip-height-because-I-don't-want-to-lean-that-far-forward spirals down the ice, she naturally asked, "Dude, where'd your extension go?"
Here's what the ensuing conversation was like:
Me: Spirals are SCARY. I'm terrified I'll fall forward over my toe pick and break my face open.
C: Yeah, I split my chin open on a spiral once.
Me: ...Don't tell me these things.
C: Well, everyone does it.
Me: NOT. HELPFUL.
C: Oh. Um. It probably won't happen to you!
Me: STILL NOT HELPING.
C: I know you can do it. Let's keep working.
They are a little more conceivable with a really, really bent skating leg (which is not how you're supposed to do them), because a.) more stable, and b.) my body is closer to the ice, so if I fall, maybe I won't break all of my teeth. Perhaps one day I will execute a real spiral.Perhaps one day pigs will grow wings.
Next week: Waltz jumps. Because I've let mine languish and now it's back to being more of a waltz step than a waltz jump.
In other news, my intermittent tooth sensitivity has turned into a full blown nagging toothache, with bonus intermittent stabbing pains somewhere in the neighborhood of my sinus and, randomly, in the front of my jaw. Of course, this would happen on a Friday. And I think the only thing that could get me out of work on Monday or Tuesday is open-heart surgery, and even then maybe not. So it'll be Wednesday before I can get this seen to. And I'm still not even sure who to go to, since both the sinus doctor and the dentist claimed I had nothing wrong. I have a gut feeling this is a dental thing, though. I just really hope I don't wind up getting a crown or something else invasive, painful, and expensive that doesn't actually solve the problem, though. That would absolutely prove the existence of a cruel and heartless universe.*
* I don't actually mind dental procedures all that much, especially now that my dentist and I have determined that yes, I really do have nerves ALL OVER and need about double the novocaine of a regular adult, and yes, both sides of the tooth in question, please, you cannot get away with just one. It's just that I have fillings in every tooth except the six front ones on top and bottom--because my teeth are apparently made of CHALK, since I know damn well it's not neglect that's caused my cavities over the years--and at this point I just want to keep them in one piece as long as possible. Is that so much to ask?
So when I did my paltry, terrified, free-leg-not-even-at-hip-height-because-I-don't-want-to-lean-that-far-forward spirals down the ice, she naturally asked, "Dude, where'd your extension go?"
Here's what the ensuing conversation was like:
Me: Spirals are SCARY. I'm terrified I'll fall forward over my toe pick and break my face open.
C: Yeah, I split my chin open on a spiral once.
Me: ...Don't tell me these things.
C: Well, everyone does it.
Me: NOT. HELPFUL.
C: Oh. Um. It probably won't happen to you!
Me: STILL NOT HELPING.
C: I know you can do it. Let's keep working.
They are a little more conceivable with a really, really bent skating leg (which is not how you're supposed to do them), because a.) more stable, and b.) my body is closer to the ice, so if I fall, maybe I won't break all of my teeth. Perhaps one day I will execute a real spiral.
Next week: Waltz jumps. Because I've let mine languish and now it's back to being more of a waltz step than a waltz jump.
In other news, my intermittent tooth sensitivity has turned into a full blown nagging toothache, with bonus intermittent stabbing pains somewhere in the neighborhood of my sinus and, randomly, in the front of my jaw. Of course, this would happen on a Friday. And I think the only thing that could get me out of work on Monday or Tuesday is open-heart surgery, and even then maybe not. So it'll be Wednesday before I can get this seen to. And I'm still not even sure who to go to, since both the sinus doctor and the dentist claimed I had nothing wrong. I have a gut feeling this is a dental thing, though. I just really hope I don't wind up getting a crown or something else invasive, painful, and expensive that doesn't actually solve the problem, though. That would absolutely prove the existence of a cruel and heartless universe.*
* I don't actually mind dental procedures all that much, especially now that my dentist and I have determined that yes, I really do have nerves ALL OVER and need about double the novocaine of a regular adult, and yes, both sides of the tooth in question, please, you cannot get away with just one. It's just that I have fillings in every tooth except the six front ones on top and bottom--because my teeth are apparently made of CHALK, since I know damn well it's not neglect that's caused my cavities over the years--and at this point I just want to keep them in one piece as long as possible. Is that so much to ask?
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