...went something like this:
TEST GIVER: Okay, now we're gonna do unexpected light hits. Look in towards the center.
ME: I lost a wheel.
TEST GIVER: Heh, heh, that's good. (Hits me.)
ME: No, seriously. I LOST A WHEEL.
(does not fall over; go me)
Yeah, I think the nuts holding my wheels on are pretty much shot. Fortunately that's my old skates; my new ones have brand new shiny nylony lock nut wonderfulness.
So, yeah, I did the skating assessment for WFTDA certification last night. My lap time wasn't as good as the last time I did it - 1:43 - but (a) the track was crazy slick and I did not want to fall and (b) I'd just jam reffed a scrimmage.
In other news....
Before my right rotator cuff kind of said HEY I WANT ATTENTION I'M GOING TO REQUIRE SURGERY, I was always convinced that my left knee would be the thing that ended my derby career. My doctor determined I was developing arthritis in 2010; in January 2012 I sprained my MCL; in October 2013 I sprained my ACL.
It started bothering me again over the weekend - but only when I was walking. I could skate fine, but I'd have to limp all over the place otherwise. I am going to treat it with a healthy dose of denial.
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