Everyone needs a break, both physically and psychologically. If you’re on a competitive team, you can go for weeks without having any time for your friends, your family, or yourself. Take some time. See all your friends you shunned during the season. Cook a meal that you don’t have to chow down in the 30 minutes between work and warmups. Read a book (not Facebook.) Take your significant other out on a fancy date and don’t talk about derby—not once. Go to bed early or sleep in on a day you’d normally be practicing. Get laid.
They made for good stories, our weddings. They were enormous fun, and the goodwill we received then still seems to be powering us forward, two months later. But (spoiler!) you know what? Being married is even better. I guess that’s what I’d say to anyone who’s in the thick of wedding planning and tearing their hair out over it now—what I said to a frazzled friend recently: Everything will be lovely, and totally worth it. The best is yet to come.
So, basically, your options are: Staten Island, the Bronx, make more money, or move (but not to Honolulu, which landed third place.) Or just stick around and keep shelling out $14 for cocktails and having those weird dreams where you discover an extra room in your apartment.
I encourage you to thoughtfully take this step and to appreciate the journey. It may not be exactly what you plan, there may be many more bumps along the way than anticipated, there may even be tragedy. It is worth it.
The more you document your own life, the more you check in, you tweet, the more you post photos of what you did last night, the more you do all of this stuff, or even in my case, the more you listen for little lines of dialogue that can make their way into stories, the more you photograph moments, in a way, the more you start to step out of those moments, and if you do that too much, you become a spectator to your own life.
I cannot promise never to be angry;
I cannot promise always to be kind.
You know what you are taking on, my darling –
It’s only at the start that love is blind. And yet I’m still the one you want to be with
And you’re the one for me – of that I’m sure. You are my closest friend, my favourite person,
The lover and the home I’ve waited for. I cannot promise that I will deserve you
From this day on. I hope to pass that test.
I love you and I want to make you happy.
I promise I will do my very best.