Thump. Thump. Thump.
All you can hear is the beating of your heart as you glide onto the ice, your skates grinding to a stop in the center.
You take your stance. It all comes down to this. Everyone you’ve ever met, ever spoken to is watching you at this moment. Plus thousands of more.
The coolness of the icy air kisses your cheek, calming you.
You are captivated by the grace of your skates on the ice.
You contort your body, pulling your arms and leg back, then whip forward, spiraling upward in a blur.
The stands, the lights, the cameras flash by as you fly around, the wind whistling in your ears
The movement rises up, wrapping around you, but not confining you.
Thump thump...Thump thump...
Your heartbeat slows to the beat of the music, helping to drive you forward, up, around.
Your flying, twisting, turning, jumping, gliding,
Then all too soon, the music stops and it is over.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
All you can hear is your heart, beating harder then ever with excitement and physical labor.
All is quiet and you begin to lose hope.
Your heart quickens in anticipation, hoping....
The cheering begins.
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