Retirement
In 2008 I set out on a road that scared the shit out of me. This new road was full of people I had never met, and activities I could barely do. While you may not believe me when I say this, I was painfully shy and terrified to meet these new people. I was scared out of my mind that I would make a fool of myself. I had no idea the impact these new people, and this sport, would have on me. Of course, my first 8 weeks of practices was spent on the sidelines in a cast. I broke my wrist the night before while getting used to my skates. Lots of people are deterred when they break a bone. For some reason, I was not. I took 2008 slowly. Because we did not have rookie camps or fresh meat training down to a science, I just skated and learned as they could train me. I was not in a class. Really, I was my own class. I had joined alone! The closest person I had to a Fresh Meat buddy was Hazel SmutCrunch/Jennarata. We were mere weeks apart. We were all learning, so when it came to contact I c...