After the short break it was back to business, and now coming off a 3 game losing streak it was decided that it was mine turn to get the boys back on track before we left for St. Paul tonight, the first of a 3 game road trip. So that is how after practice on Friday I found myself at the park just outside the city with a nearly shirtless group of hockey players. It was a little hotter than I expected it to be in November, even for Dallas, It was just over 80% and the guys used that as their excuse to run around shirtless.
“So what are we doing,” Roussel questioned as the guys skipped around in a huge circle, knees high, long strides. I knew they already had practice so they were slightly warm already, but it was a twenty minute bus ride and plus I really wanted to see them do this.
“We’re warming up,” I smiled as I watched the boys who didn’t look too thrilled at my choice of warm ups or maybe it was the fact that I was making them warm up again and they still have no idea why we were out here.
“Oh,” Roussel shrugged not breaking stride. “And why are you doing this?
“Because,” I laughed, “I just really wanted to see you guys do that.”
“Really,” Roussel stopped as he glared at me, causing Demers who was behind him to crash into him, lucky Jordie who was behind Demers noticed and was able to jump aside at the last minute.
I only shrugged as I gave the guys permission to stop, told them to grab one of the customized victory green Dallas Stars yoga mats from one of the three bins and spread out once they were ready.
“We did say that shirts were optional, right?” Tyler smirked as he walked past me, shirt off of course, a sly grin on his face. “So if you want to take yours off too that’s fine.”
“I’m okay.” I whispered between my teeth, this is how it was at practice, Tyler flirted with me and I had to keep up my façade and pretend that every time he talked or even looked at me I wasn’t dying to lean in and kiss him or just have him wrap me in my arms.
“Are you sure,” he winked with a shrug, “I mean we won’t mind.”
“I’m sure you wouldn’t,” I bite my lip, cheeks flushed just as Roussel passed by us to grab a mat, a grin on his face.
“So what are we doing out here,” Roussel asked as he examined the mats before he picked one, “Pilates?”
“No, Yoga,” I cheered, receiving a chorus of groans in return.
“Seriously,” Roussel snorted as he passed me, mat in hand. “This is your big master plan.”
“Yes, actually it is,” I smirked as I retrieved my new customized Dallas Stars mat from my bag and removed my sweatpants.
“So we can take off are pants too.” I heard Demers shout from his spot next to Jordie as I grabbed my mat.
“No,” I shook my head as I quickly turned back to the group before this got any worse. “I have shorts on.” I said as I grabbed the hem of my purple shorts. “I have shorts on,” I repeated just for good measures as I laid my mat out, “Ready to be rejuvenated.” I questioned the group in front of me, but from the look on their faces I knew they didn’t believe that this was going to work, but I had a sneaking suspicion that this would work and I was ready to prove it.

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“Well Reeves,” Roussel took a deep breath as the team gathered up there mats once we finished. “I’ll give this one to you. I do feel pretty rejuvenated.”
“Of course you do Roussel,” I smiled as a group not only at the fact that the guys now seen my point, but also at the way rejuvenated sounded with his French accent.
So now the only question was rather or not this was actually going to help them on this road trip.

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