BC: Week 2

This is week number 'two' but I'm calling it "weak too", as in doggone they wore us out this morning! Everyone really worked up a sweat today. And that is despite the fact that it was officially freezing this morning, complete with frost on the whole nine yards of grass. So even though the rink was cold, cold, cold this morning, we managed to do our fair share of perspiring.

What else did we do besides drip? Well, it all started with the ever-humbling sideways jumping over your stick. Two footed, and then one-footed. Yeah, Lyle, that was my strong foot, you should have seen how lame my weak-footed hop was... Then on to some stationary dribbling, front, side, other side, around the horn and back again. I think that's where I started to seriously sweat. Finding a buddy to pass with was easier, but doggone why doesn't that puck go where it should have gone? And don't even get me started on the directional integrity of my backhand pass versus my forehand pass.

We then split into two groups, one groups that was seriously chewing-up the ice with Joe and Scott doing tight turns of all sorts, while the other group was playing heat-seeking missile with Lyle as we shuffle-skated and tried to keep puck possession from our opponents. Except when we were in cahoots with our opponents, who were our glorified passing cones. Ah, yes.

We then moved back into a committee of the whole, which, if you know what happens when you design by committee then you have an idea of what happens when we try doing one-on-one's down the ice. Luckily, there was only one near-death experience. That's why we wear all that padding, right?

And wrap it all up in a nice little bow, by skating some figure eight's and keeping those turns tight, tight, tight.

Ronnie, Ronnie... calling all goalies!!

Until next week, keep your head up and your eyes on the goal.