Imagine a cold breeze on your face. You're spinning and you're jumping. And while you're jumping, you're spinning in the air, too.This is a feeling of freedom. And this is how I feel every time I step onto the ice and perform each move. When I was younger, I begged my parents to bring me to the ice skating rink every weekend.And I would even fight with my brother about who got to take the activity of the weekend at that time. I don't know why I enjoyed skating so much. I just know that every time I was glid ...