Wednesday: Dork, dork, dork… I’m a dork. Or just regressive… repressive? Aggressive? (Well, ask my fellow roller girls about that … they’ll be glad to tell you I throw a mean block … right before I fall on my ass!)

 

Sitting here stretching after running, getting ready to go out, listening to same dj I’ve been smitten with since time began, thinking about how I used to go out running before going out countless years ago, and would stretch listening to smit’y dj…..

 

Either I need to exorcise the ’90s or embrace them. Whatever I choose, however, I’ve got the wardrobe!