the morning after plan B

haha! that title just had to be used! the derby team we played last night was the B team for the national champs - Kansas City Roller Warriors. and yes, their B team was named "Plan B"

the night was crazy. i was knocked all over the floor, jammed a very ridiculous & tiring first jam, and went to the penalty box for the first time. we had some drama but our night ended having fun at the after party with our opposing team and dancing our fishnets off.

i hadn't realized until this past year how much i have been missing being on a team. from 9th grade through college i was with my track & cross country teams constantly. then i graduated college, got married, found a job & started my photography business. somewhere in the middle i started feeling that nostalgic ache. and then roller derby happened!

i have always had the most amazing friends ever. and they will always be there regardless of time, distance or situation. but i was delightfully surprised when when i joined roller derby and suddenly gained 10 or so new buddies that live in (or at least near) stillwater. and i can't imagine being without them now, all my 8-wheeled accomplices. i think we're all saving each other in little ways.

Mary Tyler Gore putting the jammer panty on Robin D'Cradle (yep, its called a panty)

before the bout, empty house. Robin, Gore, okc derby gal Rican Rage who joined us for the day & her man, and ref BOB

pivot panty and potato skins

Flogging Margot's awesome socks

i finally lettered my helmet

waiting.

my only significant bruise from the night. i have no idea what i did to my pinky but it went numb for a while.

*love*