Two years ago, I wanted nothing more than to be a Emerald City Roller Girl. Today, I am fortunate to have secured a spot and am thankful every day that I had the courage to try. I am doing exactly what I wanted. It is, however, not without its price. My ego is routinely body checked both literally and figuratively. My feet have the most unladylike of blisters. Filling up my car is a weekly punch in the gut. The primary cost? My time. I have very little free time and very little energy to do the things I want to do when I do have an opportunity to enjoy a small slice of that free time. It’s the life I wanted. It truly is. I am saddened that I have been neglectful in some other areas in my life, but I am conscientious of what I need to do to fix it. I desperately need balance - both on and off the track.