So it all started about a week ago when a guy I work with, Shane, who is going to the same school as Max next year (but that's besides the point), told me to go home and get my hockey equipment. Logically, if someone was inviting me to play, I would get my hockey equipment and play.

Yesterday I went to pick-up hockey with him. There were 3 types of players there... 1) high school kids that were obnoxious, some good some bad 2) old farts that were actually good and 3) old farts that had their moments every now and then.

I was in a category of my own... not-so-old girl that hasn't done it in a long while.

It definitely showed that I was out of shape. There were times where I'd get the puck and go into explosive skating mode to get it out of the defensive zone. Well... not quite... it would be a time where I used to go into explosive skating mode but now it's more "why the hell aren't my feet moving faster and legs pushing harder" mode.

I was also very spacey for some reason, which didn't help. At one point I saw my billet brothers standing outside the rink and I waved my stick at them... all the while completely missing a vital pass to me. Oops. Other times I'd pass it to the wrong team, or miss one-timers, etc. etc.

Overall it was somewhat embarassing but wasn't too bad considering how long it's been for me. I hadn't played in over a year.