*blue balls not included.
Here, our pack pretty much sucked at keeping out the jammer. I’m posting it so you can see the glorious pile-up at the very end of the video. Someone fell on my ankle and twisted it sideways.
Eeek.
Needless to say, the shock of that fall took a little bit to shake off.
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This blog is about pursuit: a transplanted Clevelander (me) in a new city (that's you, Pittsburgh!), pursuing the role of a self-employed copywriter, becoming a roller derby badass and somehow merging all my to-do items into one ever-growing Bucket List.
And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
