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HRFLTiger - 24 Feb 2005 12:23 GMT A WEEK AT THE GYM: ONE MAN'S STORY...
If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine.
Dear Diary:
For my fortieth birthday this year, my wife (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my college football team 25yrs ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try. I called the club and made my reservation with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26 yr. old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swimwear.
My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.
MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00am.
Tough to get out of bed, but it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She was something of a Greek goddess -- with blonde hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile.
Woo Hoo!!!!!
She took my pulse after 5 minutes on the treadmill. She was alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attributed it to standing next to her in her Lycra aerobics outfit. I enjoyed watching the skilful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring, Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, Although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!
TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air, and then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!! It's a whole new life for me.
WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by lying on the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered the other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whines that is VERY annoying.
My chest hurts when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. She said some other sh*t too.
THURSDAY:
Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late; it took me that long to tie my shoes. Belinda took me to workout with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the men's room. She sent Lars to find me, then, as punishment, put me on the rowing machine-which I sank.
FRIDAY:
I hate that b*tch Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anaemic little cheerleading b*tch. If there were a part of my body could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it. Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the*&%#(#&** barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich.
The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
SATURDAY:
Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.
SUNDAY:
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I Will also pray that next year, my wife (the b*tch), will choose a gift for me that is fun --like a root canal or a vasectomy.
wafflycat - 24 Feb 2005 13:07 GMT >A WEEK AT THE GYM: ONE MAN'S STORY... > > If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong > with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into > a regular workout routine. I read it out to Vernon who was giggling ;-)
Cheers, helen s
Victor Martinez - 24 Feb 2005 13:49 GMT That was very funny, thanks for the laughs!
Victor, who is a bit sore himself from yoga...
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Bobcat - 24 Feb 2005 15:10 GMT >A WEEK AT THE GYM: ONE MAN'S STORY... > > If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong > with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into > a regular workout routine. This is very funny. I've forwarded it to several people. I sympathize with the out-of-shape victim of the story - my arms are still aching from turning the pages of the morning newspaper.
Monique Y. Mudama - 24 Feb 2005 17:40 GMT My kickboxing (well, that's what they call it, I say it's TKD to music) instructor comes up with all sorts of inventive forms of torture for us. As I was practicing one of them -- I think it was hopping up and down the mat in a squat position -- I commented, "What's odd is that we pay you for this." The instructor gave me a strange smile and said, "Interesting, isn't it?"
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Cheryl - 24 Feb 2005 20:35 GMT > A WEEK AT THE GYM: ONE MAN'S STORY... > > If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something > wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted > to get into a regular workout routine. ROTFL!!
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Stormin Mormon - 25 Feb 2005 15:38 GMT Why stop at two?
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WHY WE LOVE KIDS
NUDITY
I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when a woman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, "Mom! That lady isn't wearing a seat belt!"
HONESTY
My son Zachary, 4, came screaming out of the bathroom to tell me he'd dropped his toothbrush in the toilet. So I fished it out and threw it in the garbage.
Zachary stood there thinking for a moment, then ran to my bathroom and came out with my toothbrush. He held it up and said with a harming little smile, "We better throw this one out too then, 'cause it fell in the toilet a few days ago.
OPINIONS
On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a note from his mother. The note read, "The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents."
KETCHUP
A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup to come out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her 4-year-old daughter to answer the phone.
"It's the minister, Mommy," the child said to her mother. Then she added, "Mommy can't come to the phone to talk to you right now.
She's hitting the bottle."
MORE NUDITY
A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker room. When he was spotted, the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover. The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, "What's the matter haven't you ever seen a little boy before?"
POLICE # 1
While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl about 6 years old. Looking up and down at my uniform, she asked,
"Are you a cop?" "Yes," I answered and continued writing the report. "My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?" "Yes, that's right," I told her. "Well,then," she said as she extended her foot toward me, "would you please tie my shoe?"
POLICE # 2
It was the end of the day when I parked my police van in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me. "Is that a dog you got back there?" he asked.
"It sure is," I replied. Puzzled, the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van. Finally he said, "What'd he do?"
ELDERLY
While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. She was unfailingly intrigued by the various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, "The tooth fairy will never believe this!"
DRESS-UP
A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, "Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit."
"And why not, darling?" "You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning."
DEATH
While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our minister heard the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his collar wilt.
Apparently, his 5-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin.
Feeling that proper burial should be performed, they had secured a small box and cotton batting, then dug a hole and made ready for the disposal of the deceased.
The minister's son was chosen to say the appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned his version of what he thought his father always said:
"Glory be unto the Faaaather, and unto the Sonnn ..... and into the hole he gooooes."
SCHOOL
A little girl had just finished her first week of school. "I'm just wasting my time," she said to her mother. "I can't read, I can't write and they won't let me talk!"
BIBLE
A little boy opened the big family bible. He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible.
He picked up the object and looked at it. What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages. "Mama, look what I found", the boy called out." What have you got there, dear?" With astonishment in the young boy's voice, he answered, "I think it's Adam's underwear!" - 3-year-old, Reese: "Our Father, Who does art in
heaven, Harold is His
name." " Amen"
- A little boy was overheard praying: "Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it. I'm having a real good time like I am."
- A Sunday school class was studying the Ten Commandments. They were ready to discuss the last one. The teacher asked if anyone could tell her what it was. Susie raised her hand, stood tall, and quoted, "Thou shall not take the covers off the neighbor's wife."
- After the christening of his baby brother in church, Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car. His father asked him three times what was wrong. Finally, the boy replied, "That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home, and I wanted to stay with you guys."
- I had been teaching my three-year old daughter, Caitlin, the Lord's Prayer for several evenings at bedtime, she would repeat after me the lines from the prayer. Finally, she decided to go solo. I listened with pride as she carefully enunciated each word, right up to the end of the prayer: "Lead us not into temptation," she prayed, "but deliver us some E-mail. Amen."
- ...and one particular four-year-old prayed, "And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets."
- A Sunday school teacher asked her children, as they were on the way to church service, "And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?" One bright little girl replied, "Because people are sleeping."
- Six-year-old Angie and her four-year-old brother Joel were sitting together in church. Joel giggled, sang, and talked out loud. Finally, his big sister had had enough. "You're not supposed to talk out loud in church." "Why? Who's going to stop me?" Joel asked. Angie pointed to the back of the church and said, "See those two men standing by the door? They're hushers."
- A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin, 5, Ryan, 3. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson. "If Jesus were sitting here, He would say, 'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'" Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, "Ryan, you be Jesus!"
- A father was at the beach with his children when the four-year-old son ran up to him, grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore, where a seagull lay dead in the sand. "Daddy, what happened to him?" the son asked. "He died and went to Heaven," the Dad replied. The boy thought a moment and then said, "Did God throw him back down?"
- A wife invited some people to dinner. At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said, "Would you like to say the blessing?" "I wouldn't know what to say," the girl replied. "Just say what you hear Mommy say," the wife answered. The daughter bowed her head and said, "Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?"
- Words of wisdom from children...
Never trust a dog to watch your food. - Patrick, age 10
When your dad is mad and asks you, "Do I look stupid?" don't answer him. - Michael, 14
Never tell your mom her diet's not working. - Michael, 14
Stay away from prunes. - Randy, 9
Never allow your three-year old brother in the same room as your school assignment. - Traci, 14
Puppies still have bad breath even after eating a tic tac. - Andrew, 9
Never hold a dust buster and a cat at the same time. - Kyoyo, 9
You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk. - Armir, 9
If you want a kitten, start out by asking for a horse. -Naomi, 15
Felt markers are not good to use as lipstick. - Lauren, 9
Don't pick on your sister when she's holding a baseball bat. - Joel, 10
Never try to baptize a cat. - Eileen, 8
:/ Lisa Katt - 25 Feb 2005 17:11 GMT LOL! Sweet stories. Elisabet
Stormin Mormon skrev i meddelandet ...
>Why stop at two? > [quoted text clipped - 255 lines] > >:/ Stormin Mormon - 25 Feb 2005 15:38 GMT This might be funny, too.
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From: "Me" <me@privacy.net> Subject: OT: A SOUTHERNER'S FIRST WINTER IN THE NORTHEAST Date: Saturday, January 10, 2004 11:07 PM
A SOUTHERNER'S FIRST WINTER IN THE NORTHEAST.
Aug. 1 Just moved to our new home in Massachusetts. It is so beautiful here. The city is so picturesque. Can hardly wait to see it covered in snow. I LOVE IT HERE!
Oct. 1 New England is the most beautiful place on earth. The leaves are turning all different colors. I love the shades of red and orange. Went for a ride through the hills and saw some deer. They are so graceful. Certainly they are the most peaceful animals on earth. This must be paradise. I LOVE IT HERE.
Nov. 11 Deer season will open soon. I can't imagine anyone wanting to kill such an elegant creature. The very symbol of peace and tranquillity. Hope it will snow soon.
Dec. 8 5:00 PM. It's starting to snow. The first of the season and the first one we've seen in years. The wife and I took our hot buttered buns and sat by the picture window, watching the soft flakes drift down, clinging to the trees and covering the ground. It was such a beautiful sight!!!
Dec. 9 We awoke to a lovely blanket of crystal white snow covering the landscape. What a fantastic sight. Every tree and shrub was covered with a beautiful white mantle. I shoveled snow for the first time in years and loved it. I did both the driveway and our sidewalks, then we had a snowball fight (I won). Later a city snowplow came along and accidentally covered up our driveway with compacted snow from the street. The driver smiled and I waived back as I shoveled it out again. What a beautiful place. Nature in perfect harmony. I LOVE IT HERE.
Dec. 19 More snow last night. I love it. The snowplow guy did his trick again (that rascal). A winter wonderland. I LOVE IT HERE.
Dec. 22 Snowed again last night. Couldn't get out of the driveway to get to work this time. I'm exhausted, and have blisters on my hands from shoveling. Damn snowplow.
Dec. 24 It snowed an additional 5 inches last night and the temperature has dropped to around 11 degrees. Several limbs on the trees and shrubs have snapped due to the weight of the snow. I shoveled our driveway again. Shortly afterwards, the snowplow came by and did his trick again. That a.shole! Much of the snow is now brownish-gray.
Dec. 25 "White Christmas" my busted a.s. More f.cking snow. The snowplow got stuck down the road and that sh.t-for-brains had the balls to come to my door and ask to borrow my shovel! I'll give him the f.cking shovel..... I chased him with it for a quarter mile.
Dec. 30 More of the white sh.t last night. Been inside since Christmas day except when "Snowplow Harry" comes by. Can't go anywhere. The car is buried under a mountain of goddamn snow. Don't know why they don't use more salt on this f.cking ice. The weatherman says to expect another 10 inches of this sh.t tonight. Do you know how many shovels full of snow 10 inches is?
Jan. 1 Happy f.cking New Year. The weatherman was wrong (AGAIN). We got 34 f.cking inches of snow this time. At this rate, it won't melt until July f.cking 4th.
Jan. 4 Finally got out of the house today. Went to the store to get food and on the way back, a deer ran out in front of the car and I hit the filthy creature. Did about $3,000.00 damage to the car. Wish the hunters could have killed them all last November.
Jan. 8 Warmed up enough during the day to create some slush which soon became ice as the temperature dropped again. Bought studded snow tires for both cars. Fell on my a.s in the driveway. $145.00 to a chiropractor, but nothing was broken. More snow and ice expected tonight.
Jan. 12 Still cold. Sold the wife's car and bought a 4 x 4 in order to get her to work. She slid into a guardrail anyway and did a considerable amount of damage to the rear quarter-panel. Had another 8 inches of white sh.t last night. Both vehicles covered in salt and crud. More shoveling in store for me today. That mother f.cking snowplow came by twice today.
Jan. 13 It's 2 degrees outside. More fuckin' snow. Not a tree or shrub on our property that hasn't been damaged. Power was off most of the night. Tried to keep from freezing to death with candles and a kerosene heater which tipped over and nearly burned the house down. I managed to get the flames out, but suffered 2nd degree burns on my hands and lost all my eyelashes and eyebrows. Car slid on ice on the way to the emergency room and was totaled. Finished the trip in an ambulance.
Jan. 14 Goddamn mother-fuckin' white sh.t keeps coming down. Have to put on all the clothes we own just to get to the fuckin' mailbox. If I ever catch the son-of-a-bitch that drives the snowplow, I'll chew open his chest and rip out his heart. I think he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then comes down the street about 100 MPH and buries our driveway again! Power still off. Toilet froze and part of the roof has started to cave in.
Jan. 15 6 goddamn more fuckin' inches of fuckin' snow and fuckin' sleet and fuckin' ice and god knows what other kind of white fuckin' sh.t fell again last night. I wounded the fuckin' snowplow a.shole with an ice ax but he got away. Wife left me. Car won't start. I think I'm going snow-blind. I can't move my toes. Haven't seen the sun in weeks. More snow predicted. Wind chill -22 fuckin' degrees.
Feb. 10 Took the car to the garage in town today. Would you believe the body is rotting away from all the f.cking salt they keep dumping all over the roads. It really looks like a piece of rusting sh.t. "Alternate transportation" in this goddamn state is a f.cking Snow-Cat.
Mar. 12 March winds my f.cking a.s. It's a f.cking white-out. They're calling it the "Blizzard of '96". Can't see the f.cking porch for the blowing goddamn snow. It took out the TV antenna and I'm getting Cabin Fever. f.ck this, I'm moving to the south again.
Mar. 20 Moved to Florida today. I can't imagine why anyone in their right f.cking mind would want to live in that God-forsaken State of Massachusetts. I LOVE IT HERE.
Damn! Something just bit me!..........
Cheryl - 27 Feb 2005 01:09 GMT > Dec. 22 Snowed again last night. Couldn't get out of the > driveway to get to work this time. I'm exhausted, and have [quoted text clipped - 20 lines] > tonight. Do you know how many shovels full of snow 10 inches > is? I was losing it by the time I got to the bit about the snowplow. lol This is MY house!! My house is right on a state numbered road that leads into the city limits of my town. They are required to plow the state roads in a certain amount of time, and it never fails that they do it *after* I've shovelled my driveway! AAAAAAHHHHHHH ;) The last time we had measurable snow, a nice neighbor cleared the mess the plow left for me during the night. I never found out who to thank. :)
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Stormin Mormon - 25 Feb 2005 15:38 GMT And another one to consider.
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From: "Arno Martens" <snetram@sympatico.ca> Subject: (Forwarded) Diary of a Snow Shoveler Date: Saturday, December 27, 2003 11:42 AM
Diary of a Mad Shoveler
December 8: 6:00 p.m. It started to snow. The first snow of the season and the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching huge, soft snowflakes drift down from the heavens. It looked like a Grandma Moses print. So romantic - we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow.
December 9: We awoke to a big beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the whole world? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled for the first time in years and felt like a boy again. Did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so got to shovel again. What a perfect life.
December 12: The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a disappointment. My neighbor tells me not to worry, we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, I'll never want to see snow again. I don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man-I'm glad he is our neighbor.
December 14: Snow, lovely snow!! Eight inches last night. The temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way. Wish I wouldn't huff and puff so.
December 15: 20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4 Blazer. Bought snow tires for the wife's car and two extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think that's silly-we aren't in Alaska after all.
December 16: Ice storm this morning. Fell on my a.s on the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. The wife laughed for an hour, which I think was cruel.
December 17: Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere. Electricity was off for 5 hours. Had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. No TV. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try to irritate her. Guess we should've bought the wood stove, but won't admit it to HER! God, I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room.
December 20: Electricity is back on, but had another 14" of the damn stuff last night. More shoveling. Took all day. Goddamn snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they say they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower and they're out. MIGHT get another shipment in March. I think they're lying. Bob says I HAVE to shovel or the City will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying.
December 22: Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white crap fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt until August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and then I had to go to the bathroom. By the time I got undressed, went to the bathroom, and dressed again, I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter, but he says he's too busy. I think the jerk is lying.
December 23: Only 2" of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What, is she nuts? I don't have time-I HAVE TO SHOVEL!! Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did, but I think she's lying.
December 24: Six inches. Snow packed so hard by the snowplow, I broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the SOB who drives that snowplow, I'll drag him through the snow by his ears. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I've just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and open our presents, but I was busy watching for the damn snowplow.
December 25: Merry Christmas. 20 more inches of the @#%*@ slop tonight. Snowed in. The idea of more shoveling makes my blood boil! God, I hate snow!! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad attitude. I think she's an idiot. If I have to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" one more time, I'm going to kill her.
December 26: Still snowed in. Why in the hell did we ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.
December 27: Temperature dropped to -30 and the pipes froze.
December 28: Warmed up to above -5. Still snowed in. The wife is driving me CRAZY!!!
December 29: Ten more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in. That's the silliest thing I have ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?
December 30: Roof caved in. The snowplow driver is suing me for a million dollars. The wife went home to her mother as predicted.
December 31: Set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling.
January 8: I feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?
Gabey8 - 25 Feb 2005 18:10 GMT Hilarious! I've copied this over to a few of the hockey forums where I post, and it's gone over very well. :o)
Donna
HRFLTiger - 25 Feb 2005 23:02 GMT > Hilarious! I've copied this over to a few of the hockey forums where I > post, and it's gone over very well. Strange enough it's my hockey forum where I got it from. Maybe all the rec players feel the same way? ;o)
Helen M
Monique Y. Mudama - 04 Mar 2005 22:08 GMT >> Hilarious! I've copied this over to a few of the hockey forums where > I [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > > Helen M Just saw this. Where are these hockey forums of which you speak? I've looked for newsgroups to discuss *playing* hockey, as opposed to watching it, but I haven't seen any.
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Donna - 04 Mar 2005 23:42 GMT [[ Just saw this. Where are these hockey forums of which you speak? I've looked for newsgroups to discuss *playing* hockey, as opposed to watching it, but I haven't seen any. ]]
These are hockey-fan message boards, too. Although, there are some people who post there who do play hockey, so maybe they'll have some links to forums for people who play.
Here's a Flyers fan group (about the Philadelphia-based team in the NHL): http://flyersphans.com/forums/
and here's a forum for fans of the American Hockey League (where I posted in the Soap Box forum): http://www.ahlboards.com/forum/index.php
I think those forums, plus here, are the places I spend the most time online. :o)
Donna
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