Okay so, I didn't skate Monday night because MOD skate was moved to 9:00-11:00 PM and nobody wanted to go that late. Like certain fruits, MOD skates are to be enjoyed in season: this summer we had a nice coalition of Derby Lite ladies, Outfit girls and refs, WCR recruits, and Cyclone/Rainbo speed skaters, in the more workable 8:00-10:00 PM time slot. Which I think we have for three more weeks, until fall and school parties start again & it's back to the late slot, and probably not enough people showing up for that.
Four nights a week skating is probably pushing too much for me, and two nights is not enough. Three nights skating is like that third shot of Bushmills, it makes the fourth seem like a good idea. Though my tolerance for Bushmills is not that high. But anyway, it's hard to regulate. Is my point.
And what happens when I get started writing, will two nights not be enough? Right now, skating is the big bully of the playground. Is skinny little writing going to come up and push it off the jungle gym?
Anyway, last night. Skated. Cleaned my old bones and put them in my sugars, and it was SICK.
