17 February 2006

Icy Badness

So, week two of my attempt to do some form of exercise. The sport of choice is ice hockey and my task is to protect a goal while wearing eight sofas worth of padding and holding a large pointy stick. Surely I'm invincible!!!

Seconds into the session tonight, I'm sprawled out on the ice after stopping a puck WITH MY JAW. It wasn't intentional, but I at least stopped a certain goal. I was berated for "going down like a sack of shit."

This week I shall train myself to not feel pain by headbutting an office filing cabinet.


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