Tuesday, March 10, 2009

A Hockey Mom in the Making

Don't tell Evan, but he has to wait another year before he gets to sign up for hockey. I'm gearing up for it, too. I'm learning about hat tricks, blue lines and power plays. Bryan is helping me. Sometimes that means we have to watch hockey even when I'd rather watch the Duggar family on TLC (you know--the ones with all the kids).

Ice skating classes for three year olds are typically mom and me (or dad and me). By "mom and me," they mean mom gets on the ice, too. On skates. I have only been on ice skates once in my life. Bryan took me on one of our firsts dates and later confessed the only reason was so he would get to hold my hand as I was stumbling on the ice. It worked. I've never been a very graceful girl.
Since I assume I need to be steady on the ice in order to pull my toddler around, I've decided I better take some lessons, too.
Lessons start in a few weeks, but I went this weekend to "get a feel for the ice" like they recommended. And, boy, let me tell you, I haven't laughed that hard in a long time! I held onto the wall nearly the entire time. I almost wiped out a five year old. And a 50 year old. And a 12 year old and pretty much anyone who got in between the wall and me. I skated for an hour without falling. Yea! I also walked away with a whole new appreciation for hockey players. And tonight, when we were watching hockey (and not 17 Kids and Counting) and several fist fights broke out, I wasn't even shocked by the violence. I was amazed that the players could fight like that without accidentally toe-picking the ice and falling flat on their faces. I've decided they really do earn every penny!
Oh--and the first time I see Evan get in a fight on the ice, he'll be switching to figure skating.


Maquel said...

Wow! You're amazing! I don't think I would be as dedicated. Good luck with the lessons!

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

Go Caps!