Philly Girls Roller Derby

Last weekend, I crawled out of my bulkpack and into the real world once again. I met a couple of friends at the Philly Girls Roller Derby. I guess I thought the scene would resemble a speed skating competition. You know, lots of shiny lycra outfits with fans that brought their own stop watch. I was dead wrong. There were two teams of really tough looking, yet sassy and stylish, women who were wearing roller blades with fishnet stockings. They basically attacked one another at rapid speeds for 90 mins. It was brutal! There were grunts, bruises, stocking rips, and blood. I left the roller derby feeling like a wimpy, nerdy grad student. I play kickball on the weekdays with people under four feet tall. Does that make me tough?