( He'd argue none of it is the same at all, and he does grumble, but it turns into a bitten off; )

Whatever —

( Before he does exactly that. It's not perfect; but it's smoother, simply because determination and a different muscle memory are being relied on. This time when he spins and lifts his arms up overhead, he moves through it without the former hesitation; not quite the speed he needs, but it works for him to break out of and skate off in an arc as he leans into the turn. He knows crossovers, and he moves into those now, compensating for the kind of footwork he can't manage on ice. It has a different flow, he finds; similar in intent, but the way one is carried by momentum is different from being carefully locked into your own immediate physical sphere. )