On a much, much happier note…
My father and my brother came into town this weekend to come to my birthday party and see me skate in a scrimmage.
My brother got this shot on his phone (why it’s so grainy), and it’s the first action shot of me skating where I don’t hate my form.
My family got to see my team win, and got to see me execute some jammer takeouts and other effective playing.
It meant so, so much to me to have them get to see me skate. After my Dad came down in April and saw a bout, the first thing he said to me was “When do I get to see you do that?”
When I arrived to pick them up at their hotel, my Dad was wearing a t-shirt that said, “Roller Derby Dad: My Daughter Can Beat Up You[sic] Son”
I nearly burst into happy tears when I saw it.
It was truly a fantastic, beautiful weekend.