Well, I decided to go skating today. Three main highlights:
1.) The ice was bad.
2.) Breaking in new Easton's.
3.) I hurt myself.
I hit a bad spot and went flying, landing on my wrist and boo-tay. I didn't cry! Although I felt like I was body checked by Big Georges! And seeing that I'm "fragile betty" I went to the ER to get checked. Turns out the wrist is not broken, but it's a pretty bad sprain...
So, I will be keeping it easy on my hockey blogging. Only coming to update you with some painkillers in my system. Sorry to the few friends who actually read this - I love yinz!
Time to rest, ice, rest, ice, wear this SEXY huge wrist brace, rest, etc.
It's all good though - I can relax and read the genius hockey bloggers over at Empty Netters (don't sprain your wrist guys - you'll leave me and many Pens fans thirsty for news).
Take Care and Happy Holidays!