The Pain Of Being 19

I just had my second practice for ice hockey today. I did better today - didn't feel like puking as much as I did last Saturday. Again, we did multiple drills before touching a puck: wind sprints, circles, skating backwards, falling & getting up. Then we did some puck handling drills and finally some passing & shooting drills.

With about ten minutes to go we split in our teams (practice consists of two teams of 13 players) and practiced playing offense vs. Defense. Since I can't skate backward too well, I'm a forward. I practiced at left wing - which is the position I guess I'll be playing when our games start next week.

Before practice they asked me what number I want to be. I said "19" because that is my favorite number. "S" is the 19th letter of the alphabet - and it is the first letter of my first name... and "19" was my school bus number growing up. Now I just need to get my hockey jersey with the number put on it. I'll do that sometime this week.

Oh yeah, I mentioned some pain, didn't I? Back in the locker room after practice I felt a pain in my back. I've had a little pain there in the six hours since practice ended. Usually it take a few days to work its way out. Normally I'll get a pain in that part of my back when I've slept in the wrong position... so I'll take a Tylenol and deal with it. At least out hockey league doesn't allow checking so I shouldn't be hurting by being blasted into the boards intentionally...