I once owned a pair of ice skates that probably looked a lot like this.  When I lived in Minnesota I used to ice skate and play hockey on a lake in the town I lived in.  The lake would freeze so hard that you could drive a car on it.  A portion of the lake was sectioned off for ice skating and there was a small shack with a heater in it that we could go into and warm up.  I can still remember the sound and smell of our cotton mittens on the heater melting the ice from them.   I don't know if I would still be able to skate today after spraining my ankles so many times.  My son Josh goes ice skating.  I should go with him one day and give it a try.  What's a few bumps and bruises.