Anyway, I had practice tonight. I went. And today was the longest day of my life. I left my house at 11 am this morning, not planning to return until 10 pm or later...I walked about 2 miles throughout the day carrying my bookbag. Purse. And derby bag. One day (not this evening), I will weigh all of these things. Just to know how much I was carrying. My skate wheels beat a tattoo against my knee. My bad knee.
Anyway, I'm super exhausted. School, work, then derby. I had to turn down a stagehand gig because I was simply unable to. If I'd been able to get back to my house, to get proper clothing and my c-wrench...I might've. But I declined. So Josh is working. It's the Trans-Siberian Orchestra load-out. I get his show shirt, if there is one.
I've been trying to get back to my point here. I'm just so tired that distraction/digression comes easily. THE POINT IS, I am supremely tired and not ready to blog about practice tonight. I'll be back, in full blogging-fashion tomorrow. I'll try to blog before work tomorrow.
So to my readers (all 3 of you), sorry, but I will tell you ALL about this evening's (well, now yesterday evening's) practice. Nap time before my boy gets home to tell me all about his day!
Hang in there girlie! Only a few more weeks and we all get a two week break. I still plan on skating somewhere, but it won't be the grueling "let's see if we can kill the newbies" kinda practice that we have a love/hate relationship with. :)
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