A handful of firsts from class this week:
- first goal that made it through a real, actual goalie (in a drill, so it doesn’t really count). It went in 5-hole off of his skate.
- first scrimmage (wow, I was HORRIBLE)
- first face-off. I went out for the first shift on the ice and everyone had lined up at every position except center. I guess no one else wanted to take the faceoff. So I took it. Why not? (I lost!)
Class this week was fun — we chased frisbees (I need to work on explosive starts!), power turns (I need to work on cupping the puck going to the left), Montreal drill (I need to work on stick handling), and scrimmaged for 20 minutes.
What did I do well? My power turns aren’t too awful, though I think I could get deeper on my outer edge. My passing was accurate — the worst pass I had was hitting someone at the skates instead of at the tape, every other pass was tape-to-tape. I can catch passes alright, though controlling the puck afterwards was a bit of a problem (and sorta defeats the purpose of catching the pass to begin with).
During the scrimmage I was completely awful and I ended up with a horrible chest cramp after my first or second shift that made it impossible to breathe. I skipped one shift, did some yoga breathing and managed to get it to a less painful place and took the rest of my shifts despite the pain.
I played center, wing, and defense during the scrimmage since we were all pretty much just rotating in when needed (5 on 5, only 8 skaters per side, so lots of shifts and they were long). I got confused at one point when I was playing D on the left side and my partner was just like … all over the place. So I hung back and kept a body on the other team and let my partner wander.
I was really, really slow. I sprinted as best as I could, but some of our shifts were long (2+ minutes) and there’s no recovery when you have no sprint legs left.
Hub watched part of the scrimmage and said that I looked like I was using my stick as a third leg, which may have been true given how exhausted I was. I did intentionally keep my stick down because that’s something I’ve been working on — in street and roller hockey, I tend to hold my stick up when I’m moving without the ball.
So, as usual, I was horrible, but it was fun! I do think I am getting better. Hopefully that’s not just wishful thinking!
[note: I missed class last week due to a work emergency. And I really need my skates sharpened. Maybe tomorrow after stick 'n shoot. ]