Morning Scuffage

There’s nothing like starting your day early. Cold, crisp air. Cold, hard cement.

I met up with my derby-girl-in-training friend in Manhattan this morning. We practiced crossovers, walking on our toe stops, and throwing ourselves down onto the pavement.

Controlled falls are an important part of derby, and we figured if we could master them in the great outdoors, we’d rock them at tryouts. Scuffing up our shiny gear was an added bonus. Nothing says “I want this” like practice battle wounds.