Tonight I will be doing something totally out of my comfort zone.
I will be having my first ice skating lesson.
Daddy and Miss A have had a few lessons already. I am so proud of my other half. He is amazing with the children.
I don’t do well with new things, I am very stuck in a rut. A scaredy-cat. I want to change this, I am going to change this. There is no need for me to feel like this. Tonight, I am going to try my best. I am not going to rush things, take my time. To actually step on the ice is the biggest challenge.
The reason that I am so scared, I think, stems from my accident. Having a van hit me when I was on my bicycle and remembering it all didn’t do me a favour at all. Now I hate falling over. I like to have full control of my feet, ice skating takes that away from me as it is slippery!
But I will be brave. I will get on that bus, get those ice skating shoes on and step on that ice.
I will pick myself up when I fall and keep on trying, learn to enjoy it as I am fed up with being the one that is not adventurous. I want my children to be proud of me, to see that if Daddy can do it, then Mummy can!
Wish me luck!