Summer Project

So, it’s the offseason. Which means, even with the rampant trade rumors and draft possibilities, there’s not as much to write about during off season. Especially for me as I’m not local.

So, I’ve decided since, as a teacher, my summers are slightly less chaotic, to take up a hobby. And you, dear reader, are invited to join me on this adventure. You will be kept abreast of the progress (and often failures) as I traverse something I haven’t attempted since I was a kid.

What is this, you ask? What amazing adventure am I up to?

Simple, I’m going to learn how to ice skate.

This might not seem impressive to you because you’ve grown up in a place or a lifestyle where ice skating is the normal part of growing up. You probably even play hockey with friends during the winter and summer months just for fun. Ice skating is practically like riding a bike to you.

I haven’t skated since I was a kid in California in the late 1980s. It’s been years and I’m taller now, and falling is much more scary. I don’t have the greatest balance and I bruise like a banana. I’m only slightly terrified.

But I want to learn with the idea of eventually learning to play hockey in the future. I have no delusions of grandeur. I’m not an athlete in any sense. My hand-eye coordination is subpar. I played soccer goalie as a kid, but even that’s been ages. I don’t expect to be any good at hockey.

However, I write about hockey and I feel like I should have an idea what it’s like to be on the ice, stick in hand with a puck skittering around. So, that’s the plan. Baby steps though, to begin with. Learn to competently skate first, then tackle the rest of it.

I will be documenting my experience here (probably with a running count of how many bruises I have from falling) at my regular allotted slot. I expect I’ll be able to get someone to take pictures of my lack of grace so you, dear reader, can have a laugh on your Friday.

I start with some lessons next Tuesday. Wish me luck!

(main image from images.google.com)