Random and Odd


Pretty sweet bruise there eh?
That’s what I get for thinking that Victoria would go easy on me after all the running up hills I have made her do in the past few months.

Lester takes Ben to the rink to skate on Friday nights and I decided once that I would go and see if I could skate. As it turns out, I couldn’t.  I have this built in thing in my brain that will not allow me to fall over. If you have been snow skiing with me, you would know this.  You would think it would be one of those really cool traits to have, but it isn’t because there are times when falling would be so much better than flying down a snow covered mountain at a high rate of speed and the only way to stop is to take out the guy running the snow lift at the bottom of bunny hill.
It also makes things like skating really difficult because I looked like I was trying to take flight the whole time I was out there.   After about 15 minutes I gave up and took the skates off.

I work in a hockey rink and I am there 4 days a week and I watch some very talented players skate and after the ice has been cleared I think about how fun it would be to have the whole rink to myself  so I could learn how to skate without having the fear of killing a small child that had the nerve to fall in front of me.  Last week I mentioned it to my boss and a co-worker that I didn’t even know how to skate and my wish.  They told me to grab a pair of skates and go out and have fun.  FEAR flooded me, but I did it and I didn’t fall.  In fact I think I did pretty good.  After work again I decided to try it out. I didn’t fall. Amazing.  My co-worker told me that they had some last year model skates on sale and I should get them.  I put them aside until I had the money to buy them.
After my race on Sunday, Ben and Lester went out to get some of their stuff done and I took a well deserved nap.   They came home to tell me that my skates were purchased, sharpened and ready for me to have them formed to my feet.   Grateful doesn’t cover it, but this means I really need to take this serious and that might mean learning how to fall down.

Last night Victoria and I agreed to take rink 2 (where no one would see me) after work and get in some practice time.  At the end of my game I see the Zamboni driver pulling out on to the ice. “NOOO!” I cry in desperation.  He tells me I will have to take rink 1 (surrounded by glass like a giant fishbowl).  I wait until the game ends and head over to put my skates on in the penalty box.  As I stood at the point of getting onto the ice, I let Victoria know that this was scarier than standing at the door of the airplane.
One of my favorite refs stayed a little later to give me some pointers and I no longer had the propeller arms by the time he left.  We did a few line drills back and forth.  Getting to learn how to stop with both feet is my main goal and then I will work on the other stuff.
After about 10 minutes I decided to see if I could hold a stick and hit a puck.  I went out into the cafe and said to one of my players, “These yours? Can I borrow them!?” I didn’t wait for an answer.
This was when it started getting comical.
I swung the stick at the puck thinking I was going to be launching it across the ice like a rocket.  I swung with all I had in me and the puck moved about a foot, but my whole body kept spinning.
Alrighty then, this might be harder than it looks.

About 5 minutes later, one of the better players on a team I score keep for came out.  He’s a nice kid and very talented.  We decided to see if we could get the puck away from him and that is when the fun part of the night started because I stopped  paying attention to the skating part and was able to just skate without over thinking so much.  Every time I would advance to steal the puck, he would pass it between my legs.  He tried to show me how to stop him from doing that, but I was always about 3 seconds to late.   Now it was time for me to guard the net.  Victoria advanced and since she knows the trick on how to get the puck up off the ice I got slammed right in the leg with the puck.  Wide eyed I looked up at her. “W T F?!”  She almost cried she felt so bad. I slapped her in the forehead and told her to not do that again.  She did it again, almost in the exact same spot.  Lesson learned, get away from the net when she is shooting.   Justin came up and I have watched skaters do this thing for hours and without thinking I start skating backward so I could steal the puck as he’s coming at me.  Except, I don’t know how to skate backwards.

I don’t think anyone has ever been happier to hit the ice as I was at that moment!
“I FELL DOWN! I FINALLY FELL DOWN!!”  Victoria jumped on me and threw ice at my head. “I did it, Victoria, I finally fell down.”  Then I did ice rink snow angels.
She asked me if I wanted help getting up. “Nope. This is the moment I have been waiting for….learning how to get back up after I fall down.”

It was an awesome night and I can’t wait to get out there and do it again.