So remember the skills test I'm supposed to be taking on Monday? Well it might not happen. I changed my wheels from my good pink Radar Tuners to the crap Chicago wheels that came with my crap Chicago skates, as I don't want to mess up the pink wheels. So I go in the garage and practice my stops and I'm doing great, just great, right? Seriously, I have it down. So I skate up the road and do just fine and try to cross over but it was too sharp a turn and I fall. No biggie, though, I fall on my knee and elbow which are heavily protected thanks to my gear.

And then Dr Gay shows up. He's going to take pics which is very much welcome. I say ok, but before you take a picture here's a demonstration of what I'm trying to do. Then, as I try to show I fall, and not in a good, controlled way. I twist my knee and ankle a bit as I'm falling. Right now they're wrapped up. I'm putting ice on it when I think about it. I'm doing 4 ibus every four hours. Here we are.

I'd planned to spend all weekend practicing but nop, now I'm spending all my time with my leg elevated. I'm still hoping to tke the test monday. We'll see.

Labels: drama, roller derby