Mallory, stb

A biscuit, a basket

Michigan hockey is playing in the CCHA playoffs this weekend and we’ve watched some of the games. Rick was off painting, so after Michigan scored a goal, I told her to go tell daddy that Michigan put the biscuit in the basket.

I’m in the midst of a 30-day challenge with my neighbor and 13 straight days of doing an insane workout – on top of playing hockey the other day – my whole body, and my knees specifically, have been killing me.

After my workout today, I told Mallory (who insists on working out with me every day), “My knee hurts.”

She asked “Does it hurt because the biscuit went in the basket and you didn’t score?” (we lost 2-0)

Me: “Um, yes, I guess.”

MCB: “But did you do a good job?”