A Kick-to-the-Shin Kinda Day.

Today was not fun. In many ways. In fact, I don't think it's a stretch to say it was not fun in very way.

I woke up this morning and came to the sad realization that I have a cold. I also didn't want to miss class because I'd feel bad for missing a class, so I went anyway.

Class was alright, I stiff felt crappy there, but I wasn't blowing my nose every 10 seconds for the sake of everyone else.

Then we had hockey, which wasn't a terrible lot of fun. Our student coach for the day decided that it would be good in the warm-up to shoot for corners, as opposed to the way you're supposed to, at the goalie. So that was quite ignorant of him and quite bothersome as well. Then in the net drill the same guy decides to drill a shot in the neighborhood of my noggin. It didn't hit my head, but instead my shoulder, specifically a spot without padding. About 5 shots later, I ended up with 2 shots in a row directly off the same kneecap, also sans protection. Ouch.

Then when we got back for a little class, some good news. Our game jerseys came in from Winnipeg, and they're pretty sweet. They're embroidered and all that fancy stuff. Everybody got their jersey... Except me. They screwed up the size for me and so I got a really small jersey so I don't actually know when mine will come in.

Then we had a second class for the day, which adds up to two classes (one more than I would have preferred). Oh well. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

Arrivederci.