Hockey is complex. I actually thought that I would be pretty good by now, with about 20 hours of on ice instruction. But I still suck.
We started this mom's hockey group in the hope that we could make it to the Olympics. Or maybe excel at Masters Women's Hockey. All I seem to have learned to date is how to put on my equipment without pulling a shoulder muscle, how to fall forward to avoid injury, all skates are painful (even the good expensive ones), how to get up using a hockey stick as leverage, and that getting 20 women together to learn something new can actually be pretty fun.
Maybe my skating has improved, but I can't even get Husband to sing my praises. I've realized that my chances of making it through an entire game and actually touching a puck are nil, let alone scoring (there goes my Olympic dream!)
2010 in Vancouver will soon be upon. Last Winter Games I was inspired by the firefighter who just started "luging" at 35 years old, and thought to myself - see, I could still make it to the Olympics! (Duff Gibson, Calgary Firefighter who is the oldest Olympic Gold Medalist) Dare to dream.
Apparently hockey will not be my sport. Maybe I still have a shot with curling.
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You are my hero for trying!