Saturday, October 6, 2007

Wow, I didn't kill myself

I vividly remember when Max stepped onto the ice for the first time at his first lesson....and I think I am feeling what he must have felt that day. Alot of exhiliration and nervousness all rolled into one tight package.
I step onto the ice and get the feel of stainless steel on ice for the first time. It is quite a different sensation than ski's on snow. My center of gravity seems to moving constantly and I have alot of trouble finding my balance. One of the things i notice first is the GIANT ruts in the ice all around the boards...especially behind the goalie crease. (They were not giant, but to me they seemed like potholes) After a few shuffling laps I get the courage to try some striding and gliding....so far so good....my quads are killing me though...i heed the advice I have given Max and am keeping my knees bent, head up. I keep going to the benches to sit and take a breather...then get back out skating. The little girl out skating with her coach keeps looking like I am going to kill her everytime I skate by her. Keep in mind I am 6'4" 290lbs dressed in all black.

AT the end of the public skate as I am getting off the ice I am so geeked at my accomplishment that I can barely walk back to the lobby to change. I notice that I am completly drenched i sweat and my legs are burning from the workout. IT FEELS GREAT!

I can't wait to go again!

Keep your stick on the ice.

3 comments:

William Rollo said...

Way to go! Saw this on MSH and I hope you guys stick to it. Keep us all updated!

Anonymous said...

Yeh another MSHer here, keep us updated I chek your blog regually!

Unknown said...

Fantastic! Keep it up. That rush of hitting the clean sheet of ice never leaves you.

Keep us updated and maybe one day we hope to see you in the beer leagues. Its never too late.

Glen
Beerleaguehockey.com