Roller Derby Pain

I have barely survived my first roller derby practice. The problem with being tall...as my good friend Michelle so eloquently put it...is you have farther to fall. My bottom is really talking to me after three HARD falls. I want to stick with this, but a little voice in the back of my head keeps saying that my elevated center of gravity is going to prevent me from being a decent player. One of the veterans advised me to get those padded football player shorts if I don't grow out of my magnificent biffs. If I do stick this out I need to come up with a derby name...suggestions welcome!

Birthday's get better!

Who said birthday's get worse as you get older??? I had a week long birthday celebration (well, almost) starting with friday afternoon happy hour with the co-workers full of nachos and margaritas, followed by a friend filled house party with Dana supplying the air guitar, then dinner with the in-laws, then dinner with the parents....and more margaritas. Yeah, 28 got started off on the good foot.

This Sunday I'm going to try out for the new Everett Jet City Rollergirls roller derby team. Never mind that I can't remember the last time I skated...we'll see if I make the cut :)