This weekend I went to a free practice at my favorite ice (with the lamest name), the Fremont Iceoplex. Yes, Dan, I do stand there going Ice-O-Plex! and laughing hysterically.

Anyway, the idea was to drum up interest in starting a Women's league there at the Ice-O-Plex. The clinic was run by two random (meaning I had no idea who they were) ex-NHL guys and it was the most intense practice I've ever been to. They kept shouting "faster! faster" as we're doing everything from going forwards to backwards crossovers, which until that moment, I'd only done at slow, never at speed. 5 minutes into it, a woman puked and the guys thought maybe they should slow it down a little.

It was very very good but 3 days later, I'm still very very sore.