Laws of Attraction

People have been asking me that question for months now and I never really gave it much thought, or rather admitted it to others for fear of them thinking that I am shallow or picky. When I hear my friends, guys or girls, tell me what they look for in a mate, they always tell me about their personality and then physical features that they desire. I never found them to be shallow because everyone desires different traits, so why should I feel ashamed to admit that I have the same yearning of what I want in a person?

I want someone who has similar interests, but not all the same, because that would be boring. Someone who will push me physically and mentally, someone who will challenge me to be the best I can be. I want someone who will tease me when I am mad, but knows to back off. Someone who is interested in a sport, any sport, something they can look forward to. I do want an active girlfriend, I want someone who is adventurous and will take chances and someone who is confident and takes control of situations. I want someone who is outgoing and is able to bring me to their level of enthusiasm. I want someone who wants to live, see the world, someone who is good to their family and friends, who is loyal, who has fun, but can be serious all at the same time. I want someone who can stand to be around me when I am miserable and don’t want to talk, someone who can make me laugh in the morning when I don’t want to be awake or see anyone. I want someone who can take a joke and can dish it out just as good, someone who is not afraid to get their hands in the dirt, or a rip in their pants. I want an equal relationship, someone who will help with the dishes, cleaning and garbage disposal. Everything would be 50/50, if I am with someone then I think that the tasks should be equal, we would be a team. Someone who will talk to me, someone who will listen to me, someone who will give advice, even if it is not what I want to hear. I want someone who is honest and won’t just go along with what I say if they disagree. I want someone who will think for themselves and who is independent, but can be dependent when needed.

Is it too much to say that I want someone who is visually attractive to me? I can tell you all about their perfect personality but when it comes down to the way that they look, people seem to point their nose down on you as if you are being pompous. If I take care of my body, I would like someone who does the same, I am not totally fit, but I am working on it. Someone who is at least conscious of what they are eating and what they are doing or not doing to exercise. I don’t really care if they have brown hair or blonde hair or purple hair for that matter, brown eyes, blue eyes or green it doesn’t matter. I am however a fan of lip piercings, earrings, and nose rings (so long as they are hoops), something about that just revs my engine, other piercings not so much. Tattoos are freedom of expression and I do not mind them at all, they are welcome, and there is something about a girl who wears glasses that makes me look twice.

I know that a lot of what I just described are things that people either have or don’t have, or have in some form but not another. But they are just some things that I am looking for. I am sure that once I start dating I will find what I do and do not like to a further extent. But for now this is my list.

Above all, my biggest attraction to a woman is her smile. If she has nice teeth and a big genuine smile, you are half way to my heart without even trying.

Harsher Punishment In Hockey

I for one enjoy watching hockey, I like the fast pace, the hitting, the occasional fight, and the spirit of the crowd watching. Yes, hockey is a physical sport where fighting is permitted, and checking is encouraged, in any other sport a throw down would be so out of  the blue and uncalled for, could you imagine a fight breaking out in the middle of a baseball game? I’m sure that it has happened, but not a part of everyday play. The thing that I hate is when people hit with the intended purpose of hurting another player. For example Sidney Crosby, who currently plays for the Pittsburgh Penguins, he is a prime target for this kind of abuse. I have a soft spot in my heart for him he is really good at what he does and has worked really hard for a really long time, and seems to get punished for it. He has missed chunks of ice time due to concussions caused by players ‘out to get him’.

      

(so, by looking up pictures, this happens more than I thought)

The age in which hockey players play are between the ages of 18 and 40, and 40 is like you are an old man and you should be retiring soon. That just gives a short 22 years of your career to do the thing you love. All sports players are living their childhood dream and have worked hard to get where they are at. They should not have to endure physical pain and suffering because they are good at what they do. I, for one, cannot think of any other job where people are out to harm other people in a physical way to put them out of a job. In this world we should be working together to help each other rather than put someone out on their ass. I understand that I am talking about sports and getting hurt is part of the job, but I do not think that it is appropriate to injure someone to the point where they are out for half a season.

(I didn’t say that Pittsburgh never hit, but this is a good example of a bad hit)

If a player hits someone with the intended purpose of taking them out for the rest of the season, the player who did the hitting should be out for as long as the injured player is out. Of course there are going to be times when a player hits another player and seriously hurts the other player, but it was not intended to cause damage. At that point the rules can be changed, like a longer penalty or out for the rest of the game. Referees are not  stupid and neither are the players or coaches, they are able to make a judgement call on the behalf of the injured player. In the case of Sidney Crosby, he is a fast skater but he is not a big guy, something like Wayne Gretzky, fast but no fighting power. He needs protection on his team, and unfortunately I do not think that there really is any big guys to protect him. If you have a good player you have to protect him, or he will have to bulk up and fight them off, but isn’t that why you have the scrappers on the team? To protect the good players? In any case I really think that everyone should lay off hating the players who worked really hard in their life to get where they are and start appreciating how good they are and aspire to get to where they are at, they did not get there by being lazy.

Thus ends my rant.

Lazy Feet

So one of my friends contacted me on Friday night and asked me if I wanted to do a boot-camp with her that starts on May 7th. I told her that I would. Now I consider myself pretty active, I go to the gym, I play hockey, and go for walks, among other things but I am starting to think that boot-camp is going to pretty damn well kill me.

I am not a runner, put some skates on me and I will skate till my legs fall off, but running, that’s a different story. I think I have lazy feet, yes that’s what I will call it; lazy feet. Now what are lazy feet you ask? Let me tell you. They are feet that do not want to lift off the ground. When you skate you can do so without actually taking your feet off the ice, gliding along in a swaying like motion across the ice, that is if you are not in any hurry. Don’t worry I do lift my feet off the ice, when I want to move fast, or get around the corner. When I go to the gym I use the elliptical’s and the stairs because well you see, you put your feet into the foot holders and you just move your legs. If I were to go on the treadmill I would be the annoying person whose feet drag along the tread every time I took a step forward. I tend to drag my feet when I walk, you would think that my shoes had 50 pound weights in them the way that I stomp around or rather drag them around. Now how does this relate to boot-camp you ask? Well like I said earlier I am not a runner, and I have a feeling that the boot-camp is going to be a lot of running.

In October my friend convinced me that taking a boxing class would be enjoyable. Ha. It was a LOT of running, I mean so much running I thought I was going to pass out and hurl. It was go, go, go for an hour an a half. Surprisingly at the end of the 90 minutes I was not a puddle of sweat on the floor and I actually felt pretty good. I could not last for more than one month of this boxing, it was fun…when we got to the punching part, and I am glad that I did it but not for more than a month. So I am thinking that if this boot-camp is anything like boxing I might be in for a rough 2 months. It is going to be 3 days a week, one hour a day, for 8 weeks. At the end of June, I know that I am going to be thanking myself for my enduring this challenge, and transforming my body into something better. Hopefully my lazy feet get cured over the next 8 weeks.

With Every Sport Comes Injury

So yesterday was an interesting day. I am currently out visiting my cousin and aunt, and yesterday I went to go horse back riding with my aunt. She has three horses in total, Kali, Oliver, and Echo. Kali is about 5.5 feet tall and dark brown, she is a little bumpy to ride, as her stride is off, she needs a little bit of work. Oliver is a big horse, I can’t recall what type of horse he is but the picture below is what he looks like, he is a big boy; probably 6 feet or a little shorter in stature. He is a nervous horse, probably needs to ridden a bit more than he is, but more smooth in stride. I only rode Kali and Oliver, because Echo is still a young-en. On Kali I was not wearing a helmet, as I usually do not on horses, but I probably should. I am not a very experienced rider, I used to take lessons when I was a kid, but I am not around horses all that often, I had Kali cantering, which is pretty fast. After I got off of Kali we went to get Oliver ready for riding. My aunt came from the house with a helmet for me to wear when riding Oliver. This worried me a little because she didn’t think I would need one when I was riding Kali but she was a little unsure of what Oliver would do. I thought I better be safe than sorry.

This looks very similar to what Oliver looks like.

It took a while to get on Oliver, but when I got on he was being good. He was smooth to ride and was listening…and then he took off. He went around the ring once really fast, I was bouncing out of the saddle about a foot. I felt like I was loosing control, I could not slow him down no matter what I was doing. The saddle started to fall to the left side and I could not straighten it out. I have seen Seabiscuit too many times to leave my feet in the stirrups for the possibility of being dragged around. I was holding on his main to get some sort of grip and I got my feet out of the stirrups. At this point the horse took a sharp right turn and I went flying off to the left. I landed about 4 feet away from the fence and hit my head hard on the ground.

My aunt got the horse away from me, and rushed over. She was talking to me, telling me that she got the horse away and that she was going to call an ambulance, apparently I was talking to her, I do not remember this at all. She had to walk back up the house, which took about 5 minutes from where we were. I bet about 10 minutes passed by the time she got back to me, in this time I must have passed out, because I do not remember anything until I woke up. When I woke up, I didn’t know why I was on the ground, why my head hurt, or what was going on. The only thing that I knew was that someone knew I was there, because my aunt threw her sweater over me. That calmed me down, I knew she would be back. I was staring up at the sky, the sun in my eyes, so I put my arm over my eyes and moved my feet back and forth to make sure that I was not paralyzed. Other than that I did not move my neck, thank god I had some wits about me, moving could have been the worst thing to do.

The next thing I see is my aunt rushing over to me, telling me the ambulance was on the way. I asked her what happened. She told me that I had fallen off of Oliver. Everything came rushing back to me. I could make sense of what had happened. She told me that she had to go to the end of her driveway to flag down the ambulance, because they could not find the house and had driven past it a few times. They came over to me and were asking a million questions. What’s your name, what happened, what day is it, what’s your phone number etc. They put a neck brace on me and put me on a board and lifted me on the stretcher. This is my first time in an ambulance. I was soaking it all in, even though all I could see was the ceiling…I think it’s the health student in me. The paramedic was very nice, I ended up asking him more questions than he was asking me. They took my blood pressure and my blood oxygen level. Apparently my aunt said that the younger paramedic that was driving was ready to put an IV in me, but that was clearly not necessary, I am glad the more experienced paramedic sat with me in the back.

When we got to the hospital the nurses were asking me a bunch of questions and then rolled me into an ER room. The doctor came in shortly after and unstrapped me from the board and took the neck brace off. He came to the conclusion that I had a concussion, but nothing was broken. This took all of maybe 3 minutes. I was discharged almost instantly. A research student came in with a questionnaire to fill out about sports related accidents. I happily filled out the forms. When I was done my aunt and I were on our way.

I had a headache all night and all day, my neck is super sore and stiff today. I have went just about my whole life without a concussion, and in the last 4 months I have had two. First when I was playing hockey; I fell backwards and hit my head off the ice just before Christmas, and the second, falling off a horse.This weekend I was supposed to go horse back riding with a friend from work, I think that I will have to postpone that until another day. I am going to take it easy for a little while. Hopefully make it through the summer with no incidents, but we will see how that goes, because water skiing season is just around the corner, so I make no promises. 😉