Intramural Hockey: Falling isn't Failing!
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Every Sunday this term, I've found myself at Thompson Arena fumbling with laces on borrowed skates and wondering (at least momentarily) how I ended up there. I've been a hockey fan for as long as I can remember, but before this term, I had never stepped foot on the ice myself.

Neither had nearly anyone on my intramural team. Aside from our resident figure skater, Emma, and former IM (intramural) hockey player, Anabel, we're all rookies. It's been a humbling experience, to say the least.
When I first mentioned forming a team to my friends, I was more excited about designing a logo and planning post-game dinners than actually playing. Dartmouth winters can be tough, and I've learned that having something to look forward to—especially something with friends—makes a real difference. I used that same line of reasoning to convince the rest of the team to sign up, promising them that skill (or lack thereof) mattered less than enthusiasm.

In warmups each week, at least half of us end up on the ice—like, fully on the ice. We celebrate small victories to keep ourselves going: standing up without assistance after a fall, successfully blocking a shot on goal, or skating for a full game without a shift on the bench. We've learned how to laugh at ourselves and move on from somewhat embarrassing moments pretty quickly.
The nearly empty rink echoes with laughter, shouts of "Come on!" or "You've got this!," and the occasional off-balance "Woooaahhhh" as someone loses an edge and goes down. When I think back to this term, those are the sounds that will come to mind.

One of my favorite winter memories so far happened a few Thursdays ago. Four of us piled into a car between afternoon club meetings and office hours, drove down the road to Campion (a local rink located 10 mins away from campus by car), and managed to squeeze in an hour of skating practice before heading back to campus.

Seeing the rink filled with Upper Valley locals—from preschoolers wobbling to older skaters gliding confidently—made me realize that this new interest might turn into a lifelong hobby.
This is my first intramural sport at Dartmouth, and I keep asking myself why I waited so long to try one. When I'm on the ice, everything I'm worried about kind of slips away. All I have to do is focus on staying upright and moving forward. It's easy to stay within your comfort zone, but I'm really glad I pushed myself this term