past week = stressful, life = stressful, being me = stressful...I'm often the root of my own problem.
Anyway.
roller derby = not stressful...I went to practice this morning and Cody asked me, "so are you excited to draft?" AM I?! am I? Oh ho ho, yes, yes I am. At this rate, my goal is to be bouting with TVR in September :) big giant toothy grin.
I'm not sure I have the words to describe it. Roller derby is so much more than just a hobby or a sport. It's a way of life (I swear I didn't join a cult, pinkie promise). It renews you in ways you never knew you needed rejuvenation. Take for example Tim. She's a league skater with TVR in her early thirties who recently had a stroke (not more than two weeks ago, cross my heart) and what is she doing now? Skating. Fucking SKATING! Two weeks ago her entire left side of her body was paralyzed and now she's back on skates, spinning circles to the left! Crrrrrazy. Derby is a magical, powerful thing that will make you teeth show and your heart melt. (My apologies, I got a little gushy there at the end, but it was justified, I'll play this game until I have to amputate a leg).
p.s. here's a documentary about Rose City, where I skated before. My favorite part is the scene in Voo-Doo where the rule of roller derby are explained using doughnuts <3
http://www.hulu.com/watch/256440/brutal-beauty-tales-of-the-rose-city-rollers
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