The scheduling gig over at Lakehead Minor has me in end of the season hockey mood a month early. It is very frustrating dealing with 6 leagues and 65 teams. Nobody wants to play when they are scheduled. Nobody wants to do 5 minutes work to save me an hour. My arm hurts all the way from my shoulder blade to my finger tips from too much keyboard time and my chiropractor loves it, actually he loves the part where he gets to torture me.
Sal is booked for a flight to Calgary in late May and I'm getting the bug to make plans. I haven't been on a bike since the arm started and that bug is like a mosquito in the night, just keeps buzzing around my head.
I'm aching for Banff, the long peaceful drive across the prairies, a bike ride in the Rockies and of course time with Cullen and Campbell.