This week I managed my biggest fall since getting back on the ice. It's been coming ever since I swapped my MK Dance for Phantoms. Yes, I caught the pick. Not falling over the bottom one, but the top, which is an art in itself. I worked out later than I'm catching the top pick when I swing my right leg through because my brain hasn't adjusted to having less clearance for the blade than it did with the Dance blade. Phantoms stick out a lot more at the front, especially the top pick, than MK Dance, which are domed and more like the old figure blades. So I blithely swung my right leg through, caught the top pick and went for a burton. I was going fairly fast, so I flew! Also resurfaced a portion of the ice with my front as I slid, which I think was quite public spirited of me. Unfortunately, I scared the living daylights out of the others in the group class, who were following me, as they're used to me occasionally "fluttering" down onto the ice when the right leg just doesn't do what it's meant to, and sitting there laughing. This didn't happen as I just caught the pick, flew, landed on my knees and thumped down onto my front, winding myself. So I couldn't speak or move and the others all assumed the worst. I'm okay, albeit very bruised and sore, having pulled pretty much every muscle in my body.
But I didn't land on the metalwork in my right knee (the bruising is above it) and I didn't dislocate or break anything. I'm calling that a win!