Mollycakes and a large coffee then promptly drove to the Lake Forest Winter Club.
In our tie-dyed, smack-talking, ill-balanced wintery mix, everyone grabbed sticks and picked teams for the glory that is Broomball. I of course arrived just in time to see the birthday girl being propped back to the clubhouse with a bloody chin, covered in ice dust. Good thing she's a trooper and we signed on for tonight with full expectation of a suburban roller derby.
It was amazing. The simple physicality of being in a town rather than a city on a cold, clear night with a motley crew of embodied competition (including 1 D1 National Champ Lacrosse Player, 2 D2 all-star college soccer players, 3 overgrown boys who don't like losing). We could see our breath, there was a lot of laughing, it's almost impossible to control your speed in sneakers. I could feel my cheeks getting pink and the little wisps around my ears starting to curl. I didn't fall, I stole the ball, I made some blocks and I scored my team's last goal. I smiled the ENTIRE time and generally just felt ALIVE.
ormer go-to guy had to go work for A&F...silly Ohio). If you need a little G in your life (professionally, of course) let me know and I'll put you in touch. Subject to screening and finder's fee:) Pizza, Sidewalk Fries, Beer and Cupcakes at The Silo, just down the street from where I had my beers during LAST month's excursion up north. C has more pics so this will be updated with something other than cellphone pics. I'm also at work on a Saturday and should probably get some things done.
Oh yeah... leaving the sweatpants at home tonight. Meeting up with the Chicago Twentysomething Bloggers at Waterhouse!