My husband and constant source of irritation, I meant inspiration, has a long history as a skater. He is into rhythm/dance and speed skating. Last year he brought a few friends to a roller derby match in Yonkers, NY to see a Suburbia bout. From this day on, skating to disco music no longer held meaning. I had found my calling, aka midlife crisis! I wanted to be a middle aged roller derby girl. I am currently known as Fresh Meat Nancy.
This blog will attempt to follow my rise (and hopefully no fall) from Fresh Meat to League member. I will detail the painful journey each step of the way and attempt to include humorous annedotes when possible.
For your entertainment, please see Bruise #1 below. This 5 inch thigh mark of bravery is in it's 7th day of recovery. Thank goodness for Fall and black tights.
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