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Thursday, January 15, 2015

40 Something Rookie Mite

Welcome to my midlife crisis!  It seems fitting that my first real post will be dedicated to hockey.   At the age of 41 I have decided to start the sport.  Am I sick in the head? Perhaps.  I am I just looking to blow a knee?  I will risk it!  Hockey has  been something that I have wanted to do my entire life.  As a little girl I played pond hockey in my white figure skates on a neighbor's backyard rink.  I have always wanted to be on a team but back in my day, girls didn't play hockey.

 As a grown up, my desire to try it only got stronger.  I am grateful for a few girlfriends who are just as crazy as I am and who are up to the challenge.  We went from saying we want to try hockey to we signed up for hockey!  We found an adult program called Just My Speed or JMS for short.  They offer a 6 week class to work on the fundamentals.  It is the perfect thing for a bunch of newbies or as new players under the age of 8 are called "Rookie Mites".

Dream Team

Getting Dressed
Never in my life did I ever think I would own a "nut cup".  Technically, for women, they are called pelvic protectors or a "Jill".  It is a very necessary piece of equipment.  Since I have the maturity of a 12 year old boy so I giggle about having to wear one.  Don't worry I didn't ask anyone to kick me in the crotch.  After all, it was only the first night.  I still can't get over I am in a sport that requires that level of "protection".

After the novelty of the "nut cup" wore off, I had to finish getting dressed.  I know from getting my kids dressed that there is a certain order that the equipment has to go on:
  • Nut Cup
  • Shin Guards
  • Hockey Socks
  • Breezers (Hockey Pants)
  • Shoulder Pads
  • Elbow Pads
  • Skates
  • Jersey
  • Helmet
  • Gloves

I got dressed in that order and when I got the the skates.  I ran into a little problem.  I couldn't bend over to tie my skates.  I could not reach my feet.  I couldn't get to them no matter how I contorted my body.  Finally, I took off the equipment above the waist to see of that would give me a bit more leverage.  Nope.  By now I am dripping with sweat and breathing like I just ran a 4 minute mile.  It was quite the workout.  I had to beg my friend to tie my skates for me.  She was very sweet and didn't make fun of me (to my face).  When I had everything on, I looked a lot like Grimace.
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On Ice:
I didn't know what to expect when we hit the ice.  I was a little scared because I thought I may have used up all of my energy getting my skates tied.  For the first 5-10 minutes we skated in a circle warming up.  Two laps around the rink and my rear end and hips were seizing.  I guess I am a bit out of shape (understatement).  Then our coach lined us up and made us do several skating drills to work on our fundamentals. Not to toot my own horn but I thought I did really well.  I used my edges and balanced on one foot.  I even learned to to  a modified hockey stop in both directions.  I only fell once and it was a good one that may have registered on the Richter Scale.  The coach said to jump and if we didn't fall, we weren't working hard enough.  I did my due diligence and I fell.  Hard.  At that moment I was grateful that I looked and felt like Grimace.  Every drill I wanted to do better than I did it the first time.  Before I knew it the Zamboni door was open and it was time to exit the ice.  It was the fastest hour of my life.

Final Thoughts
Great exercise....I am so sore!
It was really fun and it didn't seem like exercise
I can't wait to do it again!

As long as we are on the subject of hockey...I will close with this photo of my daughter skating at the US Pond Hockey Championship Youth Night.  Minnesota can truly stink in the winter.  Tonight made me LOVE living here.  The weather was perfect!  This event is held at Lake Nokomis in the heart of Minneapolis.  There were over 20 rinks set up on the lake.  It was pretty spectacular!

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

The Birth of Running on Ice

For the last seven years I have polluted the internet with my tales of being a misfit runner.  My blog, Chubby Chicks Run Too... has grown a bit stale since I took a little break from running.  No running.  No blog.  One of my goals for 2015 was to get back into writing.   I have been missed writing and floating around the Blogosphere reading and connecting with other bloggers.  I have spent many hours staring at a blank screen hoping to come up with a new idea.  Any idea.

Several months ago, anyone and everyone that I knew started harassing me about an open casting call for a Hockey Mom reality television show.  They said I would be I would be perfect for this roll since my life is all consumed with everything hockey.  After all, I have 3 little rink rats at three different levels, I sit on the board of our association, and I am a budding player myself.  Add to that, I always seem to have a story that is worth a laugh.  As much as I think getting to be "famous" would be fun, I know I would hate seeing myself on TV ( adds 75lbs, right?).  Not to mention, I would not want people seeing how bad my laundry can pile up, how we use hockey bags as furniture, or what I try to pass off for meals (Fruity Pebbles for dinner anyone?).  As much as I would love to have the gumption to do something like that, I could never go through with it even though I loved the idea.  Now I just wait to see what kind of suckers did sign up and I can watch them.
My rink rats

I got the idea to start this new blog several months ago while watching the waves crash into the shore on a beach in  Florida. In my relaxed state, my thoughts drifted to my life back in Minnesota where there is never a dull moment and rarely time to relax.  We are always on the go and always trying to stay on top of everything without falling flat on our faces.  Then it hit me, my life is a lot like running on ice .

Cue the Oprah "Ahh Ha" moment.

Running on Ice.

It had a a nice ring to it and I was determined to make that the title of my new blog.  Running on Ice sums my life up quite perfectly as I work very hard to stay standing.  Most of the time I am a hot mess because I am trying to  juggle being a rock star mom, work full time, and try to make myself a better person while maintaining a thing or two that I like to do.  I am absolutely no Super Mom and would classify myself as one big Pinterest fail.   I thought back to the reality show open casting call and everything all of the sudden made sense....I will be the star of my own show!  I  am claiming this spot on the internet were I cover topics ranging from Allergies to Zambonis.

As far as the fate of Chubby Chicks Run Too.... I can't bring myself over there to officially retire it because it is a lot of years of my life.  So for now, that blog will collect dust and cobwebs.  If you are interested in reading you can do so here .

There you have it....a new blog is born!

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