07/21/2026
I got back from RollerCon a week ago and I think it helped heal something in me. ❤
Grief is a bitch. And compound grief is that much more of a bitch and I’ve been moving through it for a while now.
But I’ve also been really leaning into finding joy and staying present in that joy when it shows up. And it showed up in a big way at RollerCon.
I’ve been playing/involved in roller derby for 20 years now and this was my 15th year at RollerCon.
(I think we figured out it was Candy’s 16th.)
Both of these facts are mind-blowing to me. It’s extra funny since Vegas is not my scene, but I’ve traveled there more than maybe any other place that I haven’t also lived.
I had SO much fun on and off the track.
I skated in 10 games over 3 days. I captained the League of Their Own game - the Rockford Peaches vs the Racine Belles (where Candice got to skate with me for the first time instead of coaching), skated in a pickle costume, a trash bag, as a clown (in the cutest top that my friend Liz designed), and in a ridiculous throw back outfit during the 15 years of derby game.
Seven of those games were on the bank track - with a few of the games being really quite high level. The highest level game I played in was game #10. I didn’t realize what I had signed up for and it made me so nervous but I held my own. And I learned a ton from a bunch of my higher level banked track friends.
And in between it all, I got a ton of really good hang out time with people I truly love that made me so ridiculously happy.
I didn’t take enough pictures because I literally never do, (All the professional looking pics were taken by Jenni Webber Photography ) but I’m coming away with some really amazing memories. And a f**kton of gratitude.