After not playing hockey all of last season, barely
playing at all for the three before that, I pulled out my goalie gear last fall
and started playing a few times a week. Three to be exact. I was out of shape,
my legs felt like jelly after about 15 minutes that first ice time, but I
remembered how much I love playing the first time the puck ended up in my glove.
Shocker., I know. That’s how it is when you love
something.
