*blue balls not included.
Where my pads hang out when I'm not entertaining.
Oh, and I passed the shit out of that.
For non-contact WFTDA skills requirements, you are tested on the basics: skate posture, stops, falls, glides, gallops, weaving… and I feel like I’m forgetting something else important (does it matter? Because I PASSED). I received a big fat P — for “perfect”. Ahem, no — it means “pass.” Let me tell you, I was going to pop a hip out if I had to, in order to get my plow stops before that final set of cones (my first was decidedly better than my second attempt… regardless, pass).
Bonus: I achieved 30 laps in 5 minutes. Never mind that I fell on Turn 2 on Lap 30. I was well on my way into completing 31… do I ever have to do laps again?!
But what does it all mean? That means I move on to contact, bitches. And bruises. *swoon*
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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.
