more death paces yesterday. Whee? By the time we were done with our off-skates conditioning, we had like 45 minutes left of practice time and we were all kinda like "do we *hafta* skate?" But we did. Nothing too heavy, though.
My wheels are so covered with gunk and crap it's awful. I was going BUMP-BUMP-BUMP-BUMP the entire time. It reminds me of one of our early, early practice spaces, where there were rats skulking around and you would pry quarter-inch thick chunks of stuff off your wheels after practice. I want my Diamonds now! I'm a little worried, though, as I placed the order back on the 29th and haven't heard any sort of update. I sent an e-mail on Friday but haven't heard back. WHERE'S MY NEW SKATE WHEELS? WHERE'S MY NEW SKATE WHEELS?
Captainness Awesome posted a message in anticipation of Saturday's bout, on things we need to work on. For me, it was "Staying in bounds, not getting hit inside, dominating pack through commands", all of which are very true (I was getting hit to the inside like crazy on Thursday. Probably because that's where I tend to stick.) As for dominating the pack through commands, yeah. I need to communicate more. If Imma gonna be pivot, I gotta tell people what to do. I *know* what to do (which is why I think they've been grooming me for pivot), I just need to open my mouth and SAY IT.
Anyway. BOUT WEEK WAHOO! CHAMPIONSHIP BOUT! EXCLAMATION POINTS! WAHOO!
Monday, June 6, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
my little moment of awesome
so last night was scrimmage night, and I did my usual - didn't talk enough as pivot, got a few good hits, stayed with my partner.
On what ended up being the last jam of the night, I got sent to the box on an elbows penalty. About thirty seconds later, our jammer joined me. Naturally, the rest of our pack immediately sped up. We happened to have very fast skaters out there, something I pointed out to our jammer.
Then I remembered - hey, when my penalty's over, I have to go out there and skate that fast!
Which led to the following conversation:
PENALTY BOX GUY: 691, you may stand.
ME: Do I have to?
So eventually I was sprung. The pack happened to be our three fast skaters and one fast, hard hitter from the other team. I got in behind her and immediately she was on me. I saw her get ready for a hit.
If she hits me, I'm dead. If she hits me, I'm dead.
She went to hit me to the inside.
I took a micro-step back, juked to the outside, sailed past her and caught up with my teammates.
It was the most awesome feeling I've had in a while.
After scrimmage was over, one of my teammates came up to me and said "when you got past [the other skater], I wanted to run out to the track and give you a hug. That was AWESOME!"
So, yay me.
On what ended up being the last jam of the night, I got sent to the box on an elbows penalty. About thirty seconds later, our jammer joined me. Naturally, the rest of our pack immediately sped up. We happened to have very fast skaters out there, something I pointed out to our jammer.
Then I remembered - hey, when my penalty's over, I have to go out there and skate that fast!
Which led to the following conversation:
PENALTY BOX GUY: 691, you may stand.
ME: Do I have to?
So eventually I was sprung. The pack happened to be our three fast skaters and one fast, hard hitter from the other team. I got in behind her and immediately she was on me. I saw her get ready for a hit.
If she hits me, I'm dead. If she hits me, I'm dead.
She went to hit me to the inside.
I took a micro-step back, juked to the outside, sailed past her and caught up with my teammates.
It was the most awesome feeling I've had in a while.
After scrimmage was over, one of my teammates came up to me and said "when you got past [the other skater], I wanted to run out to the track and give you a hug. That was AWESOME!"
So, yay me.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
where's my new skate wheels?!
(said to the cadence of "where's my spy camera?" for those've you who are old and watched the Simpsons back in the first season)
On Sunday I ordered some Radar Diamond wheels. YAY! I want them NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW. (Unless the truck they're in blows up or something, I should have them by the championship bout.)
CHAMPIONSHIP BOUT WAHOO! I really hope we win. It would cap off our UNDEFEATED SEASON FUCK YEAH.
I took a look at our B-team travel season, and so far both our away bouts are in Canada. Sweet! I like going to Canada. Hell, I just love away bouts. Especially when the after party is walking distance from the hotel. And when there's $1 jello shots. Heeheehee.
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My Adventures in Sudden Weight Loss have tapered off; I'm down about 8-9 pounds from where I usually am. Best I can figure is that it's all the weight I *should've* been losing from all the years of derby I have been doing. I AM NOT COMPLAINING.
On Sunday I ordered some Radar Diamond wheels. YAY! I want them NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW. (Unless the truck they're in blows up or something, I should have them by the championship bout.)
CHAMPIONSHIP BOUT WAHOO! I really hope we win. It would cap off our UNDEFEATED SEASON FUCK YEAH.
I took a look at our B-team travel season, and so far both our away bouts are in Canada. Sweet! I like going to Canada. Hell, I just love away bouts. Especially when the after party is walking distance from the hotel. And when there's $1 jello shots. Heeheehee.
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My Adventures in Sudden Weight Loss have tapered off; I'm down about 8-9 pounds from where I usually am. Best I can figure is that it's all the weight I *should've* been losing from all the years of derby I have been doing. I AM NOT COMPLAINING.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday
we didn't have an official practice on Memorial Day, so we went over to Also Awesome Captainness Awesome's apartment to do an off-skates workout. I *thought* it was going to be "watch footage from the last bout and maybe do some lunges if there's time", so I dressed a little nicer than I should've, but it was really Anton Apolo OhHELLno Redux.
Outside. In a grassy courtyard that was heavily rained upon.
I got a lee-tle bit muddy.
Since I'd worn nice sandals, I did everything barefoot, which turned out to be a stupid idea when it came to a ninja jump. My foot kinda bent the wrong way. Ow ow ow.
Outside. In a grassy courtyard that was heavily rained upon.
I got a lee-tle bit muddy.
Since I'd worn nice sandals, I did everything barefoot, which turned out to be a stupid idea when it came to a ninja jump. My foot kinda bent the wrong way. Ow ow ow.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
it's Friday
I didn't go to scrimmage last night because about an hour before, I started feeling really crappy.
In semi-tangentally related news, about 3 months ago I went to the dermatologist about my rosacea. They put me on a bunch of different medications, none of which have really worked so far. So the last time I went, about 2 weeks ago, they put me on spironolactone, which can be used to treat acne (I get really ugly pustules around my nose and on my chin - imagine that scene from Animal House where John Belushi does the impression of a pimple).
It's also a diuretic, so I've been making sure to keep drinking lots of water.
In the last eight days, I've lost almost 8 pounds.
I called the doctor yesterday, saying "Um, should I be concerned?" and they were like "yes, that's crazy, STOP TAKING IT RIGHT NOW and we want you to get some bloodwork done so we know your electrolytes aren't all fucked up"* so I went and got that done (the request sheet had a big "REPORT THE RESULTS STAT" on it) and then they called me yesterday afternoon and were like "Um, your electrolyte levels are perfect, so I guess.....yay you?"**
So yeah. I'm sure it'll settle down at some point, but still....damn. I'm at a weight now I haven't seen in years.
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*this is paraphrased.
**so is this.
In semi-tangentally related news, about 3 months ago I went to the dermatologist about my rosacea. They put me on a bunch of different medications, none of which have really worked so far. So the last time I went, about 2 weeks ago, they put me on spironolactone, which can be used to treat acne (I get really ugly pustules around my nose and on my chin - imagine that scene from Animal House where John Belushi does the impression of a pimple).
It's also a diuretic, so I've been making sure to keep drinking lots of water.
In the last eight days, I've lost almost 8 pounds.
I called the doctor yesterday, saying "Um, should I be concerned?" and they were like "yes, that's crazy, STOP TAKING IT RIGHT NOW and we want you to get some bloodwork done so we know your electrolytes aren't all fucked up"* so I went and got that done (the request sheet had a big "REPORT THE RESULTS STAT" on it) and then they called me yesterday afternoon and were like "Um, your electrolyte levels are perfect, so I guess.....yay you?"**
So yeah. I'm sure it'll settle down at some point, but still....damn. I'm at a weight now I haven't seen in years.
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*this is paraphrased.
**so is this.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
an interlude with some backstory
backstory #1: almost 10 years ago, I bought a pair of black leather pants. I was able to get them for $120 off the original retail price. I was very happy.
backstory #2: about six months after I bought them, I had them altered. (I'd been on Weight Watchers and was crazy skinny - the first two digits of my weight were 12)
backstory #3: about four years ago, with my weight the highest it's ever been (first two digits were 19), I put the pants in the deep back corner of my closet.
TODAY: on a whim, I try them on. They fit.
backstory #2: about six months after I bought them, I had them altered. (I'd been on Weight Watchers and was crazy skinny - the first two digits of my weight were 12)
backstory #3: about four years ago, with my weight the highest it's ever been (first two digits were 19), I put the pants in the deep back corner of my closet.
TODAY: on a whim, I try them on. They fit.
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