Entry FeedIt is hard for me to imagine that just a short six months ago I was just starting out my hockey career. Long over due? Perhaps. But I had never had a desire to play. Why am I am playing, then, you ask? Peer pressure. My friends wanted to, and I like being social.
Here I am six months later, playing twice a week, and loving it. Here is the thing, though. I still don't actually get to play. Yet.
We do drills, powerskating, puck handling etc. Tonight our drills were even almost like scrimmages. However, still not actually playing.
I am OK with that. I don't need to play. I don't really want to play. Honestly? I am afraid to play. Some of these women are pretty tough and I might get hurt. I didn't sign up for hockey to get hurt, you know.
Tonight our coach (instructor?) mentioned that we have only one more week left and then we will scrimmage. Most women cheered. I froze. I am not convinced that I am meant to be a hockey player. I guess we will soon find out.
In the meantime, I am really looking forward to getting out on some of these FREE City Outdoor rinks that are in with my kids, so I can see if my skating has really improved, or if I can even manage not to hurt myself since I can't really justify wearing my equipment for a family skate. Maybe just the hockey pants.