I have noticed my head is full of derby though. I would be sitting on the boardwalk thinking, "This would be crap to skate on." and "I wonder if they've ever had a roller skating act?"
Yes folks, even on vacation all I could focus on was derby, and occasionally a funny act would slide in, or my son would do something cute.
This is how I know it has gotten into my blood and seeped down into my bones, because everything about it became very real last Wednesday.
Everyone will tell you it's not "if" you get hurt, it's "when". No girl in our group has ever gotten seriously hurt though. Of course we get bruises.
See that, over there to you right, that was my left hip!
And this was my right hip at that exact moment.
But I get mystery bruises all the time, so at least now I know where they came from. Then it happened. Kitty Von Doom fell. Then she yelled, "I broke my ankle!"
Which I thought was a joke, until she yelled it again this time clutching her ankle. The thoughts going through my head were fear for her and the pain she was feeling, If you're gonna puke try to get to the bathroom first, and don't cry.
I would have felt this way no matter what, but Kitty Von Doom is probably the biggest sweetheart you'll ever meet, and that made it all the more heart wrenching.
So where do you go from there. I love derby, I don't wanna get hurt. If I keep playing I will get hurt, a broken ankle? Maybe.
Maybe something less severe, maybe something worse.
So where do you go from here? Well, I guess what it boils down to for me is this. I love doing it, I love the girls in my league, I trust that my coach is doing everything in his power to make sure we are safe on the track, and takes lots of calcium supplements.
Kitty Von Doom after the fact.
So all in all I will continue. And in a few months Kitty will be back out there with me, and we'll all still be looking at surfaces wondering what it's like to skate on.
Enjoy some of the videos from my weekend away. And take note the surface would be crap for skating on.
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