About a month ago, I purchased a Groupon to go ice skating at the Park Tavern. The Park Tavern is well, a tavern at the park, and it’s kind of strange that they set up an ice rink in the wintertime, but they do, so I figured it’d be fun to check out. Our Groupon expires in two weeks, so we decided to go today.
When I was in like 8th or 9th grade, ice skating was the cool thing to do. There was an ice rink pretty close to my house and though my friends and I weren’t very good, we’d go often enough that we weren’t terrible either. And then when we got cars or friends with cars, we stopped going to the ice skating rink so much. I don’t think I’ve been since, until today. Jason had never been.
The Park Tavern ice rink was pretty small. We went around noon, so it wasn’t super crowded. There were more kids than adults and several birthday parties being held. The Cabin John ice rink, where I used to go in my teens, was probably 4 times the size. But that’s okay, I mean this rink is in a tavern.
After a few slow laps around the rink, I got the hang of it again.
I’m going so fast, the picture is blurry. Just go with that, okay? Jason picked it up right away too.
We skated for about 45 minutes and didn’t fall at all. After a while, though, we got kind of bored and left. I mean, you can only skate in circles around a tiny rink for so long.
I’m embarrassed to say that I’m kind of sore already.