That is the question.
And before you wonder what the hell is going on with me… the question is not “Derby or not?”
The question is “Do I derby MORE or not?”
Three nights a week.
One of them an hour and a half away. Meaning my Mondays would be leaving my house at 4.15pm and not getting home until 9.30pm.
5 hours away.
An extra night of derby.
On a regulation freaking track.
3 nights of derby. 3. Freaking. Nights.
Half my evenings. Devoted to derby. Which means that my other hobbies, the rest of it, would fall down on the priority list.
3 nights a week. Plus Sunday afternoon skating with kids.
I really can’t decide. My derby obsessed brain says DOITDOITDOITDOIT!!!
The responsible, mom-brain says “Do you really think you can handle that without losing your mind?”
Ah fuck. I need to talk to someone about it. Blogging hasn’t sorted it out for me.