Seeing something you love to do from the sidelines is so hard. And I know I am not the only one who is on the sides and wishes they were out in the action.
It’s so strange, not being able to play something that did save your life and is now untouchable. Though I am not out there on the track I have still kept involved. This hasn’t been just a sport or something to pass the time for me, it has been an outlet and a way to just be. The people I skated with aren’t just teammates, but family.
It feels like you miss out on so much not being involved on a weekly basis. It hurts seeing people out there, strategy planning, training, pushing themselves. At the same time I am proud to know them, call them my derby family. When we haven’t seen each others faces for sometime, they are always there to greet with a huge smile and a hug.
Seeing some of the skaters that I have skated with or that I have helped train that are still skating, there is a sense of pride that boils in me. That I was able to be apart of their world.