An expected side effect of my great hockey experiment is the
occasional ever-present bruising. Last night I cataloged yet another of these little joys. Typically these bruises show up after 3 on3 games when someone else can't stop and consequently hits me--in the beginner league this is frequent--or when I fall because I get tangled up with someone's stick while fighting for a puck.
(Note, this also happens in the beginner league. In the other league everyone else just takes the puck and leaves me in their snow.) However this bruise is part of a disturbing new trend--bruises I get for being a klutz. It seams a new one of these may arrive after every Rec-League game. Last week I had one from the most comedic part of my game--trying to go over the wall on my way to the ice for a shift change. But last night I rose to a new height. The bruise you see here I got because I fell...while stretching
before the game. I guess I'm just the kind of uncoordinated bafoon that can fall stretching. It didn't photograph well, but I'm particularly impressed with the solid deep purple line at the top of this bruise. That line corresponds with the end of the side-padding in my breezers. Without padding I believe I'd either have avoided a bruise altogether, or I'd have one twice this size.