Two months and two days into hockey retirement, massage therapists are still telling me my back muscles are oddly imbalanced.
I don’t mind explaining that it’s from years of hockey, but… reminders.
Last week at the rink, someone asked if I missed hockey yet. I replied that I won’t miss something if I don’t actively think about not having it. Most of the time I’m so busy doing other things I don’t have time to miss hockey.
Reminders make me think about what I don’t do anymore. I miss it for a moment, dive into that feeling, and come out of it grateful for the time that I had.
Then I go do something else.