Wheee! I am back from my very first roller derby practice ever! You are so lucky they never managed to perfect the smell-o-vision technology because I worked hard and I am sweaty!
A quick review of what I learned in practice about derby and about myself:
* Roller derby doesn't believe in personal space. It's going to be a battle to fight thirty years of bubble socialization.
* I am round, therefore I roll. And roll. And maybe come to a stop when the friction of my helmet against the rink floor overcomes my momentum.
* The easiest way to stop is to fall down. The easiest way to stop someone else is to make them fall down.
* Fear is worse than doing.
* I am a superb obstacle. One day I shall use my talent for good.
* Being whipped is a fantastic feeling.
* My wheels are like skating in treacle. When Roller Girl, the Vancouver company I bought my skates from, told me they were giving me 'slow' wheels I was all happy, but now I can't friggin' keep up.
* Derby ladies are about the nicest bunch of bitches ever.
I will check in tomorrow when the endorphins wear off and the pain and muscle stiffness set in. Right now, though, I can't wait for next practice!