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I’m gonna be honest, I’m not always super psyched about Monday evening derby practices. Somehow every week Monday rolls around and quite frankly I usually want a break from the weekend. I have no fewer than four standing meetings on Mondays at work, including one during lunch. By the time it’s time to head to practice I usually want to go to sleep.
But I always go. And I almost always have a great time.
Tonight was no exception. I got home, I got cozy, and I reluctantly went back out to the car to head to practice. But one of the best parts about going to practice is that I BB and carpool together. We spend the 45 minutes each way chatting, catching up, and recapping our weeks, sometimes derby-wise, sometimes regular life-wise.
Practice tonight was full of new drills and skills and it turned out to be a ton of fun. We have new fresh meat (newbies) practicing with us now and it doesn’t seem like all that long ago that I was in their position. They were excited and nervous and remembered just how it felt. I also realized I’m starting to get a hang of this whole derby thing after a year. Progress is fun!
Leaving practice, super sweaty and a pooped, BB and I got back in the car and both mentioned how fun practice was tonight. I’m not sure if it was the agenda or the excitement of new skaters or something else, but I definitely left with an endorphin high.
(Also, I successfully completed practice without getting injured which was my biggest fear this week leading up to the marathon on Sunday. Because that’s happening.)