I think I'm in an abusive relationship with roller derby, and I love it.
I am sore like you wouldn't believe it today, not because I took some massive hit that is worth talking about or that I skated my booty off.
I got new wheels. It's exciting. The ones that came with my skates were not appropriate for the floor we skate on so I bought better, more maneuverable, way way pinker wheels and I fell on my butt in the middle of my kitchen floor 15 minutes after I put them on.
Can you say ouch boys and girls?
Practice today was pointless. I only lasted an hour and a half.
My ribs hurt, my shoulder is never going to heal, and I have a giant bruise on my right butt cheek.
However when I gave up on practice my blood sugar was 92.
So yeah, that's good.
oh and I finally picked a Derby name.
kinda has a ring to it, no?