Her short hair whipped sharply against her cheeks, the cold air swirling, biting at her neck and escaping from her mouth in cloudy puffs as she raced forward. Her body seemed to rock back and forth, back and forth, swaying naturally as she settled into position, her legs pumping gracefully against the translucent gleam of frozen water underneath her feet.             The edge of the pond came in sight, the perimeter mounded with the bulk of half-frozen snow. Twirling, her skates zigged and zagged as she flew backward, her movements rhymical as the air rushed at her from behind, her legs only shifting at the last minute, cutting elegantly…