All was going well until my feet were at eye-level and I had enough time to meet Kiki's eyes. The next thought was "fuck, this is going to hurt". It was resigned. Not panicked, not worried about the stars aligning, just enough room between my arse and the ice for a small child to get underneath me.
I got air.
And I wasn't wrong - it hurt.
I'll post the bruise in about an hour - it's gotta simmer first.
But what a great afternoon!! Arse bruise and everything!!