Pride goes before a fall, and in the world of derby, a bad fall can wreck your life.
I'm at the point where I need new gear. Not want, but need, in order to be safe on the track.
o- My knee pads are shot; the foam padding has compressed and dissolved to the point of uselessness, thanks to the combined efforts of sweat and repeated impacts (~$
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Braaaaaai... er, I mean.... Skaaaaaaaaate!
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Does this mean I can refer to your apartment as the "Sugar Daddy Shack"? It just rolls right off the tongue, dunnit?
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There shall be derby photos sent your way once I've got my new skate gear assembled. Also, you run the risk of being covered in smooches next time I see you.
Of course, that was always a concern, but this time you've had ample warning.
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I've just come up with my own theory in regards to why you're a twin: There was just too much awesomeness to fit into one body. Your sister was created to catch the overflow.
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
Massive hugs to you, and the boy. I'll repost a link after the 18th, if you're still so inclined by then. Take care, and thank you!
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Thank you guys for wanting to help out! I don't know if you know just how much this whole derby thing means to me, but even that has been dwarfed by the enormity of the response from friends. You guys are awesome.
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