mitten marks
I fell for the first time this winter. It was yesterday afternoon and I was
on my way to school. I mistook a patch of gray ice for a clear patch of gray
cement among the floes I was crossing. Walking across it without my usual
care, I slipped quite spectacularly. The cool thing was that I fell in such
a way that I was in a position to stand again before I stopped moving. Must
be the hockey. I bruise easily, though, and so did not remain unblemished. I
have a speckled bruise from my hand connecting to the ground through my
mittens. It's quite neat to look at.
I was supposed to go on a date this afternoon, but it looks like I'll be going
back to school, after spending all day and most of the evening there
yesterday. Blah.
But the assistant captain of the Gee-Gees emailed me and told me how keen he
was for this project o' mine. And my prof gave me another connection with one
of the trainers, who knows several NHL and AHL players who might want to be
interviewed. Things are looking up.
Things are looking BUSY.
See you in four months . . .
Posted by Ally at February 18, 2005 08:37 AM