About 9 months ago, I attended my first fresh meat roller derby practice. I went because a friend had posted about it and I immediately wanted to check it out. So I went, and was immediately hooked. Since then I have pushed my body to limits I didn’t know that it had.
It was crazy, at practice I didn’t mind being drenched in sweat. Didn’t mind barely being able to walk the day after a hard practice in the beginning. It was insane, but I did all of this with one goal in my mind, to roster to my team the East Texas Bombers. And I did it, after months of work and tons of sweat and even some tears, in April I passed the minimum skills test set forth by the Women’s Flat Track Derby Association.
It was only my second time to test and I don’t think I had a more excited moment since I had attempted my first hit during practice.
So after I passed before the first game that I was eligible to play with my team, I attended different scrimmages and mashups (games with teams compromised of players from different teams). It was an experience that I needed and boy was it a rush.
My biggest fear going into my first game was blocking. A fear of the jammer hitting the wall at full speed and getting knocked on my ass. It happened a couple of times, but after I got over the fear it was exhilarating. It was so much fun that when the jammer made comment to flick back against her, so that I could stop her. Working with my teammates to stop the jammer. It was crazy. It was a rush.
Then during my first game with my team, I was able to attempt the ultimate of derby rushes….I wore the star. In all of the mashups that I had played in, I hadn’t attempted to be a jammer, but during our game I got to try. I also succeeded at it. I became lead jammer both times and I got to score points and had the fun rush of fighting my way past the opposing team to get their points.
I don’t know when I will ever quit playing roller derby, but it will not be anytime soon.