sarah. washington, dc. (south jersey).
a random list of things i love:
would rather be at the barn, the beach or the trapeze rig.
cilantro, dark chocolate peanut butter cups, framed photographs, black tank tops, flying on the outdoor rig at night with fireworks overhead, the smell of new books, pitchers getting hits, kneehang sit ups, regal's peppermint breath.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
NYC Rig, Hocks off catch :)
What broke you will never break you again.
…why don’t I look that pretty when I slump in my lyra?
She had been annoyed at his presence, but she also discovered that it no longer hurt to see him. He had been transformed to a little blip on the horizon, a minor perturbation factor in her existence. There were worse disturbances in life.
The Girl Who Played With Fire (via braceletss)
(Source: 3ternalsnow)
Catching :) (backend hocks, I think)
Hanging out on the board before catches
Thinking about taking a class at TSNY (New York) over MLK Weekend…
Since I’ll be in town for the G’town/St. John’s game but I’m not sure I feel “ready” to fly with a new staff/on a new rig/to a catcher I’ve never met (not that any of these bothered me two years ago…)
I think I have this whole flying-after-surgery thing pretty well in hand (unassisted takeoff, backend tricks, turnaround) but I’m aware my swing still isn’t where it should be and I am a mess when it comes to working in hands.
On the other hand, it’s TSNY, so I should be in good hands, right?
There are only seven days in a week—and someday isn’t one of them.
Life is Good (via visualsymphony)
