Frickin' sore

I did a lot of stuff this weekend, and I'm frickin' sore. But it's a good sore...

Friday: Got home, quick workout, then to buddy's for pre-bar before Wild Onion in St. Paul for a friend's b-day. I had a lot of wheat beer, which I would pay for on Saturday... At the Onion were about 20 people I knew which was cool, and a few new faces that were friends of friends. Got to hit the dance floor for a few songs and met some new people which I will almost always have a good time doing... a very good night...

... and a horrible (feeling) day on Saturday as I forgot to take my anti-hangover vitamins. I played some poker while I recovered and eventually made plans to go back to WB to hang out. Went to a buddy's house then met up with a friend I haven't seen in a long time. We caught up and made fun of each other for awhile, then I called it a night at 5 am, time flies when you're having a good time.

Sunday I cleaned, made banana bread, and watched all of Season 3 of The Office, one of the funniest shows I've ever seen. Finally, I got to play hockey. I'm in a league with a bunch of older dudes from WB that plays Sunday nights for the next four months. I knew I would be out of hockey shape, but HOLY SHIT, I thought I was going to die. Someone in the locker room asked me if I was alright because I must have looked like death. Today I'm sore as hell but it really feels good, it's a feeling I have missed for some time, after-first-hockey-session-of-the-season-sore. We won, and next week I'll do much better.