Ball Hockey season is over. I had a great time. Team Purple--Hear for Life was full of fantastic, talented and wonderfully supportive women who made me feel welcome and part of the team. I learned a lot, scored 2 goals (!) got one penality (!) and made some new friends. We managed to come in second, losing the final in a tough game (they scored the only goal with only 1 minute, 38 remaining!) and I'm really glad I took the plunge and decided to try something new. And, I can't wait until Spring so I can play in the league again.
The only bad thing? I got injured. Nothing too serious, a muscle strain right where the back of my thigh connects to my ass, but an injury that has stopped me from getting any more exercise. Today, I visited the doctor, and I'm off to physiotherapy to get this strain to stop hurting, heal and let me run again.
[warning: self pity begins]
I really miss running. I tried to go last week and had to stop and walk home. That sucks. I feel like I finally got it right--exercise, eating well, losing weight, feeling great--and now I'm sitting on a magic bag, drinking a rum and coke to relax my muscles (I like booze better than prescription stuff) getting all whiney when I really want to be out destressing with a run. Wah.
[self pity ends]
I am riding my bike still and that feels not so bad. I'm also considering dusting off the Jillian Michael's DVD to see if that's less straining, but it's not the same as getting outside and just going.
At least the Halloween candy is almost gone.