Ever since I can remember I have loved roller skating.
As a kid I roller skated each Friday night at the local hall, for .50 cents, to the tunes of Billy Idol and REO speedwagon.
There is such an attraction for me, in a kind of misfit sort of way.
I love the combination of feminism, punk, comraderie and fun.
There is a sort of cultish world surrounding roller girls and as I have recently entered the realm of contemporary flat track roller derby I feel so excited ( and a bit nervous) for all the good times to come.
The Dodge City Rollers are a super awesome group of outrageously funny, sexy and smart ladies who are darn tough and darn good at what they do.
They have warmly and humorously welcomed me into their world and are all so helpful and cheerful.
But there is no denying that it is an extreme work out and after 2 sessions my new gear already stinks.
When you start out you are labelled Fresh Meat.
(I even purchased my gear from RollerGirls in Vancouver, as a Fresh Meat package.)
I exercised muscled that haven't been used in years and my hip flexors are doing some serious back talking.
My age is catching up with me, but pretty good for an old lady who was supposed to have surgery for her ruptured and bulging discs almost 3 years ago.
My 2 little ladies will be my biggest fans as they will have to accompany me to practices 2-3 times a week.
K took these photo last time.
As I am still thinking up my Derby Name....many ideas but nothing concrete yet...I have found some fun stuff to sew up.
I had an idea to put some bling onto my skates.
I will show off my outfits as they progress and of course any bruises or broken bones as well.