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Geez, a girl fails to show one week, fails to blog the following week, and "the man" tries to get all up in her biznizz about it. Who is "the man" you might ask? Ah, that, my hockey fans, is a well-guarded secret. Or should I say "was" - until now. The Great and Powerful Oz may skate with you on Wednesday mornings, but most other days he's just plain ol' Josh, doing the website stuff and who knows what else, and having to put up with my rambling prose and proof-reading for typos.
Speaking of the man, there were five of us non-man types at the Wednesday morning skates. Since I usually go only on Thursdays, I was a bit shocked to find that I had to share "my" cavernous locker room with other players. It would seem, then, that Wednesdays continue to be the days with the highest rate of attendance, today being just shy of two dozen of us. If you ever longed for the intimacy of a more confined group, then, come on over to a Thursday morning and see what you think. That's the nice thing about Breakfast Club - the flexibility to swap between days if your schedule changes and you'd otherwise miss skating. Because (ahem) missing a week of Breakfast Club is generally not gonna help you get any less worse out there on the ice.
OK so back about this up in my biznizz thing. Or, as I learned the hard way, not so much "up" as instead flat of my back during our two-on-one drill.
Good thing he has other redeeming qualities, or Michael would have some 'splainin' to do.
Which is what Scott and Lyle were doing a lot of today - 'splainin'. It does little good to "coach" someone by just barking orders at them. Our coaches actually drill the drills in to our thick noggins by helping us understand "why" it is that this drill has relevance to our game. Knowing the "why" is half the battle. Getting our middle-aged all-star bodies to "do" the "why" is the other half. But having only half is still only having half. Thanks to Scott and Lyle, they're helping us get a "whole" lot better.
Because, at the end of the day, or at the end of a good morning skate (as the case may be), we're all here for one reason: to improve our game. The coaching is what makes the difference. If you just want to keep repeating the same thing over and over in the hope of a different outcome, some might call that the definition of crazy. But if you're looking to improve that same thing a little bit more each time you step on the ice, then the Breakfast Club is the place to be. You never know what you might find out there on the ice. But I know you're most likely to find what you need if you keep your head up and your eyes on the goal.
Speaking of the man, there were five of us non-man types at the Wednesday morning skates. Since I usually go only on Thursdays, I was a bit shocked to find that I had to share "my" cavernous locker room with other players. It would seem, then, that Wednesdays continue to be the days with the highest rate of attendance, today being just shy of two dozen of us. If you ever longed for the intimacy of a more confined group, then, come on over to a Thursday morning and see what you think. That's the nice thing about Breakfast Club - the flexibility to swap between days if your schedule changes and you'd otherwise miss skating. Because (ahem) missing a week of Breakfast Club is generally not gonna help you get any less worse out there on the ice.
OK so back about this up in my biznizz thing. Or, as I learned the hard way, not so much "up" as instead flat of my back during our two-on-one drill.
Good thing he has other redeeming qualities, or Michael would have some 'splainin' to do.
Which is what Scott and Lyle were doing a lot of today - 'splainin'. It does little good to "coach" someone by just barking orders at them. Our coaches actually drill the drills in to our thick noggins by helping us understand "why" it is that this drill has relevance to our game. Knowing the "why" is half the battle. Getting our middle-aged all-star bodies to "do" the "why" is the other half. But having only half is still only having half. Thanks to Scott and Lyle, they're helping us get a "whole" lot better.
Because, at the end of the day, or at the end of a good morning skate (as the case may be), we're all here for one reason: to improve our game. The coaching is what makes the difference. If you just want to keep repeating the same thing over and over in the hope of a different outcome, some might call that the definition of crazy. But if you're looking to improve that same thing a little bit more each time you step on the ice, then the Breakfast Club is the place to be. You never know what you might find out there on the ice. But I know you're most likely to find what you need if you keep your head up and your eyes on the goal.
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