This blog is a collection of my thoughts and experiences from ten years as a skate dad. For those of you sitting with your jackets in the bleachers, first I salute you, but second I want to give you an honest sense of what you are in for and what to expect. Ice skating is both a trying and a glorious sport, but it doesn't happen without the special group of folks who cheer, support, and console the participants. This is dedicated to you.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
- the cusp of boredom
I caught just a glimpse of my daughter becoming bored or perturbed with her practice. Once I saw and understood it I drew a bit of a parallel to my math excursions while I was her age. A person gives their heart and soul to what they find they are initially good at, only to eventually run out of steam competing against ever tougher competitors.
Of course I love her anyway, whether she decides to pursue skating her whole life or becomes jaded.
Maybe this is what defines the long-term skaters after all: they are driven by their desire to express themselves through the performance artform. In other words it becomes a matter of survival; it becomes their sole outlet for their creativity. I'm unsure yet whether or not my daughter possesses this trait.