The session for my hockey class, "Stick Handling" has ended and they moved me into "Hockey 3." Last night was supposed to be my first class but there was a really bad accident on the freeway and it took me 2 1/2 hours to get home. Since I missed my class I went to "Stick Time" instead. Only one other kid showed up. After about 10 minutes of skating around with a puck and practicing the kid (probably 14 yrs old) asks me if I want to scrimage. Scrimaging one-on-one is a lot more tiring than say 3-on-3 because you are constantly moving with no break. 30 to 40 minutes into scrimaging I'm about done, not to mention I had eaten 2 buritos before going to "Stick Time" and they were trying to work there way back up. I took a couple of breaks but made it through the full hour.
At the end the kid asks me if I was on a team. "No," I told him, "I just started." "You should be," he said, to my surprise. He asked how long I had been playing and I told him just a few months. Hopefully my endurance will continue to improve.
I would love to join a team. Maybe after "Hockey 3."
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