Last night after roller derby practice I got pulled over by the Palmer police…
For going slow.
The positive spin on the situation is that I was going slow. I wear contacts for practice because they are more comfortable than glasses when I’ve got a helmet on, and they provide better peripheral vision; last night was the first time I had worn them in over a week and my eyes were tired. It was also raining. The officer was on the way to the station and wanted to make sure I was okay – he was actually nice about it and said I was doing the right thing by going slow (Yeah, I know) but that I had apparently cut over the white line a few times and he wanted to check. Funny, Palmer’s white lines are somewhat non-existent. I’ll remember to pretend the paint is there next time.



