I am Kristi Yamaguchi
I was there, on the ice. My cousin and my wife were there, too. They witnessed it happen.
There’s just something about being overweight and on ice skates. Instead of plodding everywhere, you’re gliding. You’re ignoring that knot of pain in your lower back. You’re ignoring the hornet buzz of little hockey player kids who grew up on ice. You’re graceful, you’re beautiful, you’re fast, you’re…Asian?
You must be Kristi Yamaguchi.
Seriously. Why do I bother with the ice skates? If I lean forward, my back nettles me, if I lean back suddenly I feel all akimbo. Whenever someone collides into the park district’s ice I feel a shockwave and then a tug from gravity.
And then the BeeGees sing over the sound system and I know.
I’m here for the music.
felixnation :: Dec.29.2006 :: Odysseys, family :: No Comments »