Monday 9th January 2017
So trying something new wasn’t strictly one of my New Years resolutions, but I’ve been meaning to look into the local roller derby club for quite some time. I know a couple of people who go and who rave about it, so when they advertised a ‘fresh meat’ night I just had to.
Man, I feel good. I’m lying in the bath soaking my sore muscles and soaking away the sweat. I’m fairly sure I’m going to have a rather large bruise on my right buttock from a pretty spectacular fall, but I really don’t care. I had SO MUCH FUN.
The club meet after bedtime, and both the little ones were asleep before I went out. Trev’s had a night to himself watching films, and the kids don’t even know I went anywhere so there’s no guilt. It’s win win, for everybody! But especially me.
I haven’t really got anything going on that’s just for me, unless you count knitting. But mainly I do that while watching Grey’s Anatomy, chatting to Trevor and keeping an eye on sleeping babies on a video monitor. It’s not really all that relaxing.
And actually, I didn’t really want relaxing. I wanted fun.
It’s really physically hard work, and uses muscles I haven’t used in quite a long time, but so much fun that you don’t really realise. I’m addicted already and can’t wait for next week! I might even take the step kids to the clubs recreational skate session before that, if they fancy it.
We mostly just skated, and got the hang of staying upright. With a little bit of stopping safely and falling safely thrown in. Just the basics. To be honest, I thought I’d spend more time on the deck than on my feet so when I only fell a handful of times (not including the deliberate ones for practise) I was pretty chuffed with myself.