I have *missed* derby.
There was a practice in Prince George at the Rolla-dome on Sunday for the fresh meat.
I went with with.
I wanted to see where I was at after a summer of not doing much of anything.
I wasn’t in a good place. Not really.
Good thing I don’t have to retest again – but I’m so going to more practices so I can get my “skate legs” back under me.
I also need to get back on my program.
And detox off sugar.
Depression and stress does funny things to me. I don’t function well – and I revert to an unhealthy way of living and an unhealthy way of eating.
It’s not good.
I’ve gained weight.
I’ve lost energy.
I am kinda done.
I was happy a year ago. Happy-ish. Happier.
But derby. Derby feeds my soul. Derby keeps me sane. Derby gives me all those good endorphins that help me feel good.
Eating healthy does that too.
Eating a bag of candies doesn’t.
Drinking a 2L of pop doesn’t.
Scarfing down a bunch of cookies doesn’t.
I want to be happy. I want to feel good. I want to be energetic.
And I want to be GOOD at derby. Not just… “ok”