Ahh, I will be sore tomorrow but oh what fun. Jill is supposedly going to post pictures tonight that her daughter took of us. I imagine we look real great. I wore Joe's equipment and the pants looked like a strapless dress on me. I actually probably looked like an Ogre. Or shrunken head person. I may need to go out and invest in some equipment that fits.
All I know is that I seem to skate really really fast but cannot stop. I crashed twice during the skate race and everyone kind of went "ooooohh" both times. I hit my head the 2nd time but hooray I was ok! I can't wait to go again on Monday. I'm definitely bottom of the barrel player here, and I thought I was going to be awesome. For real! Smilie-Muylle only needed her inhaler about 10 times and she stops as well as I do but is smarter and just coasts to a stop! I had a Grandpa out there telling me I was doing well, he was probably so annoyed that he got in the group with Vicki & me the newb, note not n00b; Joe will love that techy term. Everyone was really nice though. Sheri was trying to teach us how to stop. She's probably regretting asking me to play about now.
Tommy's learn to play hockey camp coaches were there running the show. I know they would remember him but I didn't mention him. I wouldn't want to embarrass Tommy. I am not worthy. Maybe in a few weeks when I'm amazing I will let on.
I know I need to get to bed but I've got such a high right now from my exciting night. I'll be dragging tail tomorrow. Hopefully I will be able to move. I have a new found respect for both Tommy and my Dad. Hockey is not for sissy's.