And He Dazzled Me With His Spins
May. 11th, 2017 07:49 pmI'm smitten. My date with Chalen went so well. So so wonderful. Let me pretend he is of an orientation that would allow him to think of today as a romantic interlude as well. I'm unsure of his orientation, but let me pretend he also thought of today as a date. Just for now. I'll be okay.
He took the campus-to-campus shuttle over to my campus (he works at the main one) to meet me after I expressed nerves about even catching it, since the construction has it relocating to a different place every day. Just so I'd know where it lands today. Then we rode back to his campus and walked to the rink (it's across the street). We got there about a half hour early, so we hung out downstairs and chatted up a bit. I loved getting to know him.
There was a bit of a debacle with my skates. I'd given them to Niki last week so she could take them to get them sharpened by her guy, who turned out was on vacation this week, so she ended up taking them to Hockey World, where she was told they wouldn't be sharpened til noon the next day. She left them there (I gave her money, so they were paid) and Charles works next door, so he brought them home.
To add to the confusion, Chalen inspected the job, and deemed them quite unworthy! They grinded out the hollow, so it's a flat blade now! I needed it hollowed :( He tried them out on the ice (and I tried his on! Holy shit, I wore a pro's skates on the ice and they immediately assassinated my feet!) and realized that if he can barely balance on one foot without slipping, I shouldn't try it on two feet. So he picked out a good set of rentals for me (he used to work there, so he knew which ones to ask for), and we got back on the ice where he proceeded to amaze me.
Every move he made was beauty and grace. Every curve, fluid and ethereal, like a ballerina faerie on a frozen, softly lit pond. Seeing a hint of a grin as he looked behind him, gliding backwards with incredible speed, set my heart aflame.
His smile makes me feel like I've gone off a hundred-foot drop. That's why they call it falling in love.
He took the campus-to-campus shuttle over to my campus (he works at the main one) to meet me after I expressed nerves about even catching it, since the construction has it relocating to a different place every day. Just so I'd know where it lands today. Then we rode back to his campus and walked to the rink (it's across the street). We got there about a half hour early, so we hung out downstairs and chatted up a bit. I loved getting to know him.
There was a bit of a debacle with my skates. I'd given them to Niki last week so she could take them to get them sharpened by her guy, who turned out was on vacation this week, so she ended up taking them to Hockey World, where she was told they wouldn't be sharpened til noon the next day. She left them there (I gave her money, so they were paid) and Charles works next door, so he brought them home.
To add to the confusion, Chalen inspected the job, and deemed them quite unworthy! They grinded out the hollow, so it's a flat blade now! I needed it hollowed :( He tried them out on the ice (and I tried his on! Holy shit, I wore a pro's skates on the ice and they immediately assassinated my feet!) and realized that if he can barely balance on one foot without slipping, I shouldn't try it on two feet. So he picked out a good set of rentals for me (he used to work there, so he knew which ones to ask for), and we got back on the ice where he proceeded to amaze me.
Every move he made was beauty and grace. Every curve, fluid and ethereal, like a ballerina faerie on a frozen, softly lit pond. Seeing a hint of a grin as he looked behind him, gliding backwards with incredible speed, set my heart aflame.
His smile makes me feel like I've gone off a hundred-foot drop. That's why they call it falling in love.