It wasn't the skills testing (again) that got me, it was the thought of what comes after.

It has been ages since I’ve been able to properly blog. My computer breaking and full tilt boogy job searching compromised my blogging ability and time. After a day of hyping myself in resumes and cover letters it’s time for practice, and post practice, I just want a shower and my bed.

Every league runs things slightly different than the other. One thing that is pretty consistent is that eventually all skaters will undergo a skills test to ensure they’re ready to actually play. Since this site has been launched we have all been undergoing boot camp. I’m not going to get into all the nuances of boot camp. There’s months of source materials here, if you’ve been following our musings then you get the idea. 

Ultimately, all skaters will go through a skills test to go from fresh meat to full-fledged derby girl. 

We had our skills testing this week.  

I did not pass. In  fact, I missed passing by a measly 3 points.

I don’t weigh myself often. On one hand I don’t care, on the other, I don’t want to know. I have some health issues that somewhat compromise my metabolism (thyroid disorder for one) so I’m fairly used to be a bit overweight. Try as I might, over the years, I haven’t been able to really lose weight. I eat healthier than pretty much everyone I know. Not much food went into my belly without pondering of the nutritional value. I hit the gym at least 6 days a week. Still, despite my best efforts, my weight refused to budge. I have come to accept it, but not necessarily like it.