There's about 4 fouls happening in this picture.
It was perfect. The place right right up the road from where Adam and I were living at first (his parents'), it was something I had already thought about doing, and it was a great way to start meeting people that wasn't work related. That was June 2012.
Cut to July 2013, I quit. Yes, I'm sure somewhere in my subconscious is my same issue of some fear I have no idea what. But when I look back now, as much as I enjoyed it, I wasn't happy.
The team that was trying to start up fizzled out not long after. Drama aside, and there was a shit ton of it, I noticed that if you are trying to build a team, you don't isolate people on that team. I was guilty of it myself; there I was trying so hard to fit in that I would do the same crap high schoolers do in order to feel accepted. Of course when I caught on to how I was acting and stopped the immature behavior, I was quickly isolated as well.
Apparently because I didn't have a kid, didn't like country music, wasn't single or had a shitty relationship with my significant other, I wasn't one of the cool kids.
Like I said, lots of drama.
At that point I was also beginning to dive into the world of writing (I started my blog not long before I quit) and I decided that I can put the same amount of work into writing that I was derby and actually get shit done.
I love roller derby. It was stupid fun and great exercise. And I did learn a lot about myself and how I operate as well as how the environment is out here in small-town Michigan. I did consider trying another team (one that is established) but the time spent driving for a 2 hours practice 3 or more times a week.... meh.