Oh what a feeling… I was on cloud nine, with the wind on my face, a red nose and frost on my lashes – the only warmth I could feel, was the presence of the man I love, at my arm’s reach.
Stealing a kiss, I geared up in my gear, helmet and all prepared for the worst fall – freestyle it was all the way, until we decided to practice the ‘edge jumps’.
After a few loops, “Gosh…. nooo, I don’t want to die mama” was I screaming, over n over only to find myself panting and sweating in my bed after that great fall – holy shit, an awful dream it was, nothing short of a virtual tourism – ice rink, snow clad mountains and all!
