A week ago I left my skates at sifu's so he can have the blades sharpened. I can hold my edges better now, and the blades are ready to slice through ice and infidel alike.
This reminds me of the time when I first got my skates. The boots were still very stiff so I was very uncomfortable and cranky. And the blades of course were freshly sharpened.
Anyway, sifu decided to help me break them in by making me practice jump landings. He knew I was more aware of my throbbing feet than the clumsy skaters who were falling all over the place, so he shooed them away whenever I set up for a waltz jump.
But there was this one idiot boy who was skating in the opposite direction from everyone else, and headed my way. Both sifu and I assumed everyone will be intelligent enough to know what the arrows on the walls of the rink meant and wasn't expecting anyone to be coming in from the opposite direction.
So I jumped. And I landed. I was careful to make sure that I keep my chin up, lean back on my shoulders, and keep my toe pointed.
Then I hit something.
I looked back, and I saw this boy wearing a nice pair of denim shorts, his shin a bloody mess. I stayed in a perfect landing position for approximately three seconds before it registered that I had cut someone's leg open.
Sifu escorted the boy out of the rink, but not before telling me to continue practicing and don't worry about anything else.
Nobody dared come close to my little corner of the rink the rest of the afternoon.
So. My blades are sharp once again. I wonder who their next victim will be?
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
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