A Word A Day Keeps the Dr. Away: rink rash

9/4/10

rink rash

rink rash: bruises, contusions, red burn, scrapes, scratches, etc. that a skater gets after falling while playing roller derby.

you can see my toes in the bottom left corner!

tonight I pulled on my skull and cross bone socks, laced up my skates and hit the rink for derby practice. It was invigorating! I'm glad I can now confidently say that if I ever fall down again (in derby and in life), I'll just get back up, skate with furry after whoever made me fall, and punch them in the face, then later on I'll brag about the giant bruise that now adorns my thigh...seriously it looks like China or maybe Yogi Bear if you tilt you head to the left. p.s. I am such a dork "hi my name is Monique, I wanna be a Librarian, I play roller derby, and get excited about things like breakfast cereal and having my thesis nominated for honors status"

anything with a sticker of Elvis get my approval

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