“Did you fall yet?” asked the scary skater-girl with the lip ring.
“No! I haven’t fallen in four practices!” I said with pride.
“That’s a problem,” she said. “You’re afraid to fall.”
“Well, duh.” I kind of just stared at her at that point.
“If you’re afraid to fall, you’ll never be a confident skater. On Monday, you get to fall.”
“Okaaaaaay?”
“You need to skate with your head up. You need to be looking around you all the time. The minute I catch you not paying attention, I’m taking you down,” she said.
I like this girl. Girls like her are why I started playing roller derby. She has expectations of me. She wants to help me. Beating me down is her way of helping.
I’m touched.
On Monday, I plan to show up in padded shorts, and wearing those little dentist mirrors taped all over my helmet. I’m determined to know where she is every minute of practice.
But I have a feeling she’s not the real hitman. She’s just a decoy. Someone else is going to take me out, I’m just not sure who.
I can’t wait to find out.
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I love it! I wandered over from Sincerely Jenni after your guest post and think I love you…
I wish I had the time to join a roller derby team. Seriously! My synchronized figure skating team just bit the dust this fall and I’m lacking an activity. I live close enough to try out for the Cedar Rapids (IA) team, but can’t justify being away from home for the practices since I work all day. Maybe when my kids aren’t 2 & 4… Incidentally, my hubby totally wants me to become a rollergirl…
February 22nd, 2010
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