Jonny built up about a dozen awesome mallets, but we still have to work on getting lighter more modern ski poles.

We also need to get the right balls, cause we busted through two orange balls today that are too hard/brittle for the 32ºF weather.

I found myself looking down at the ball a lot more than usual, and i'm so far frustrated at not having a hockey-style angle on my mallet for stick-handling, and being able to keep my head up to look around. also i was surprised by the amount of ricocheting and bouncing and chasing after the wild ball... means a lot more biking than before. i think the big ball game is still faster, but less going in tight circles.

And despite a big spill when my chain snapped, it was a good start...