Skating on Ice?

I have never been on the ice...until this photo was taken.

Friday night, the gentleman of 316 held a date-function. As guests, we were treated to a fine evening with a well prepared meal, great company, and ice skating. Too bad, this one doesn't know how to skate worth her life. Besides being afraid of being on the ice, I simply I couldn't muster enough courage to just keep trying in front of such a huge group of people. Call it a pride issue, but after falling for the 6th time, I called it a night. A few of us then hopped over to South Street, where I got my post humiliation-skating beer to nurse my bruised elbows and wounded pride. Overall, a good night and I'm not so sure if/when I'll be getting on the ice again.