I wasn't sure if this was from lack of strength or nervousness. Probably both. Despite feeling like a rickety wooden doll I truly enjoyed my first time around the rink. In the process of moving forward without falling, time seemed to stand still. The only weariness I experienced was an aching sensation in the lower legs, in particular the front part just below the knees, but it soon dissipated.
The experience of being so totally absorbed felt like a mini-vacation from my day and all it's problems, demands, whatever. I was totally refreshed upon leaving the rink. I looked forward to coming back.
