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{the week} better the derby, you know.

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I’ve traveled out of town 5 of the last 6 weekends (mostly for derby, but a wedding and family party thrown in for variety; the one weekend I was home, I had a home bout AND family in town). I’m “stuck” at home (you know, the one currently in the midst of, like, 834 home improvement projects) for the next few weeks, and honestly — or ironically, given the nature of my post last week — I’m really fucking happy about it.

Baltimore rounded out the last of my mid-season derby adventures with a closed bout against Rat City. This season, I also played in: Indianapolis, Youngstown, Akron, Lancaster (PA) and New York City. What a thrill this rookie year in derby has been! Next up is Regionals in Vermont at the end of September — stupid excited. And training super hard.

{week}
Pittsburgh Restaurant Week: Bar Marco on Wednesday was amazing — even if only one of us stuck to the RW menu. Our party decided to order ALL OF THE THINGS and share everything from the apps/tapas menu. It was the perfect dinner experience for a table of old-and-new friends. Unfortunately, our dinner plans for Bite Bistro tonight fell through (uh, they, like, closed permanently), so the boyfriend and I (ahem, emphasis on me) will be enjoying ALL OF THE ENCHILADAS at Las Velas. And a bowl of queso dip, please.

{weekend}
This Saturday is BOUT DAY! So, I’m on carb load and airport duty today. ;)

{seven things, seven days}
1. pinched nerve in my shoulder all week. ouch.
2. jeans and cardigan weather (!!!)
3. won a sampler package of new items from my favorite beauty brand: Exuviance (thanks, NeoStrata!)
4. and then won a giveaway for hair products from The Beauty of Life in her amazing Giveaway a Day series she does every August.
5. we have an outdoor bunny friend that lives underneath our deck. Cuteness every morning when he pops out to eat all the ivy (the cats don’t really seem to mind him much either)
6. after a few years of wedding-free weekends, I just received an invite for our FOURTH this year (in October; my childhood friend — so excited to reconnect with friends that I’ve known since grade school)
7. guess I’m making more zucchini bread…

See the bunny?!

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Next weekend in Roller Derby: Pittsburgh vs. Madison, WI!

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Steel Hurtin’ rolls against the Dairyland Dolls from Madison, WI (B-team vs. Little Steel)

Click through the poster to buy tickets online — or I’ve got them for $10!
Kids under 10 are always FREE!

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Corndogs & Carnage: Roller Derby Expo in Ohio!

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Corndogs & Carnage: Roller Derby Expo in Ohio!

More of the same ’round here… another weekend of AWESOME DERBY ACTION!

This Saturday, come see skaters from a variety of leagues bout in a series of roller derby expos during the Summit County Fair: it’s CORNDOGS AND CARNAGE!


{Pay no attention to last year’s dates}

I’ll be skating a few of the mixed team bouts. And eating corndogs. Many, many corndogs.

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Pittsburgh Roller Derby skates again: HOME BOUT THIS SATURDAY!

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Pittsburgh Roller Derby skates again: HOME BOUT THIS SATURDAY!

THIS SATURDAY: Steel City takes on the Motor City at home in Glenshaw. You should totally come because I’ll be playing. Also, I have $10 tickets for sale through Saturday morning {or click through the flyer to purchase tix online}.

See yinz at the Romp n’ Roll!

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{the week} this is not a break…

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{the week} this is not a break…

…but it’s sad, nonetheless.

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If you find yourself in Lancaster, PA tonight…

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If you find yourself in Lancaster, PA tonight…

COME SEE ME SKATE! We’re playing the Dutchland Rollers in a double-header.

Deets:
Dutchland All-Stars vs. Steel City Derby Demons
&
Dutchland Blitz vs. Steel City B-Unit
{I’m, uh, rostered for both games, believe it or not}

Doors open at 5:30pm and the first bout will begin at 6(ish)pm.
Overlook Activities Center
301 Golf Drive; Lancaster, PA 17601

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{the week} runners, skaters and more road trips

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{the week} runners, skaters and more road trips

Do you have favorite road trip foods? Mine have always been Nilla Wafers and 50/50. But since I’m becoming a LOT more annoying conscious about what I put into my body… well, frankly, both of those things SUCK. Also, why the hell can’t I find REAL ginger ale?! I did find some moderately healthy ginger cookies (which have an ingredient list that I can read and understand), but how do I replace my fizzy goodness? Meh.

I can't promise that I won't buy one of these if I see one.

the week:
I haven’t had cereal in over a week. Hold me.

weekend:
Good Luck to my friends who are running the Pittsburgh Marathon this weekend! How I would love to be on the sidelines cheering for you, but I’m off on another roller derby road trip to Lancaster. I’m SUPER excited about some highlights in the reviews for my hotel: all the crime scene, without all that pesky yellow tape and chalk tracings. o_O

If you stick around Pittsburgh this weekend, take advantage of Free Comic Book Day at your favorite local shop (ahem, New Dimension Comics), the Toonseum AND the Power game.

seven things, seven days:
1. {perky} My friend B from Florida home-roasted me some coffee beans and shipped them to me this week. Can’t WAIT to brew the awesomeness.
2. {therapy} OK, shopping therapy. I was initially looking for a pair of hot pink skinny jeans, but then I saw a pair of bright teal ones. MINE!
3. {obsession} Currently coveting SO MANY THINGS on NastyGal. Remembering that I’d like a new bathroom some time this year…
4. {bonding} Was fun to host some of my skating friends this week for an after-practice strategy session.
5. {melting} I hate the humidity. I try my best to adjust and be happy, but my hormones just won’t allow it.
6. {wrong way} One day I will learn how to navigate the east end of this city and remember its pervasive “no left turns” signs. One day.
7. {countdown} Officially counting down the days ON ONE HAND until my birthday. Excuse me while I do some impulsive online shopping to numb the pain.

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Tell me where it hurts…

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Tell me where it hurts…

Last month, I mentioned that I had x-rays for my wrist. The determination was that there were no visible fractures. Well, I was back in the doctor’s office yesterday — this time an orthopedist — because I’m still having some pain/discomfort and mobility/functionality issues (btw, “functionalibility” is not a word!). The doc (who was AWESOME, and if you ever need a sports medicine ortho, contact me & I’ll pass along his info!) also confirmed there were no fractures… but I have had some bone movement since my last x-ray. Which likely means some ligament damage.

Which means that I’ll be having my first MRI next week. ON MY BIRTHDAY. I can’t think of a better way to ring in 35; can you? The good news though is that I CAN STILL PLAY ROLLER DERBY. I approve this message.

Oh, I also have to wear this until next week:

I feel like an old lady with a bowling injury.

Meanwhile, I’ve compiled this list of “things I cannot do with my right hand, or cannot do without some level of pain”:
Open a can of cat food
Open a can of beer
Open my car door
Twist open a jar of pickles
Cut the cheese
Wash dishes (seriously, boyfriend, I just can’t!)
Twist open the lid of my gas tank
Hold the gas pump
Turn a key in the front door
Open the front door
Type (it’s much easier without the brace, of course)
Hook my own bra

UPDATE: Turns out that I am an awkward left-handed butt wiper. The more you know.

How’s your week?

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{the week} I see your true colors shining through… but that’s why I love you.

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{the week} I see your true colors shining through… but that’s why I love you.

Mistakes: we all make them. But being called out on them really puts my panties in a bunch (as well as a high-set of eyeball rollbacks and a distinguishing grimace on my face). I attempt to be diplomatic in my responses to this type of situation, but is it ultimately just my uncanny ability to NEVER BE WRONG that makes making mistakes so… personally wrenching? Gah. I FUCK UP TOO, PEOPLE. I’M LEARNING! BE NICER!

Moving on…

the week:
Have you ever done True Colors training at your job? It’s similar to Myers-Briggs, but simpler. I’m an orange, which feels all sort of… wrong, especially given it’s a workplace team-building exercise, and the “dislikes” section of my color tells of such wonderful traits as “hates authority and rules.” But in talking about reframing, I learned that I’m actually an AWESOME employee because I’m not afraid to take risks — I naturally promote motivation, excitement and action. So, thankfully, there’s that (and soe other oranges within the organization).

But the lesson ultimately teaches you how to work with the different color personalities (and I happened to learn a lot about what makes me tick… which was as refreshing as it was confirming), and how some of us can change colors depending on the situation. Green is my secondary color, but it’s a distant second. I’m exceptionally orange. I should go spray-tanning.

Don't put me in a box!

weekend:
What a weekend to be traveling — there’s so much to do in Pittsburgh (Keg Ride, Art All Night, Gallery Crawl, Pittsburgh Craft Beer Week, Dr. Sketchy pajama party at the ToonSeum, Pyrotopia, Dutchman at Bricolage). Like, the WORST weekend to be NOT in Pittsburgh. Alas, we’ll be traveling back “home” to Cleveland for a wedding and some necessary catching up with a few friends and new restaurants… and the best cupcakes ever.

Sidenote: in going to new social situations — in this case a wedding, where I only know the groom — it’s especially “interesting” being a derby skater. Thankfully, with the unseasonably cold temperatures (or, just Cleveland), I’ll have most of my bruises covered up to hopefully avoid the quizzical looks and questions about my banged-up arms and shins.

seven things, seven days:
1. {breathe} What a hectic week! I’m so grateful that I have an outlet for my frustrations.
2. {nostalgia} Practicing with some of my old teammates this weekend!
3. {ouch} Yep, still having some wrist pain. Ortho visit scheduled for next week.
4. {sticky situations} Also still allergic to adhesive. Why do I always forget until the tape is already on me?!
5. {publish} The Sewickley Patch reprinted one of my Craft Pittsburgh: Unfiltered columns for Pittsburgh Craft Beer Week.
6. {home improvement #1} Small kitchen remodel has begun: the doors are all off the top cabinets (exposing such a mess), and the frames have their first coat of white. Hopefully the boyfriend finishes this project next week when I’m OUT OF TOWN AGAIN.
7. {home improvement #2} The original color I picked for the kitchen walls reminds me of painter’s tape once it was sampled (and definitely not the sky and seas of the Mediterranean). So, we’re back to square one with finding a wall paint that works in our overtly-brown cooking area. *puke*

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{the week} yes, I’m breaking out my favorite sequin dress for this party!

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{the week} yes, I’m breaking out my favorite sequin dress for this party!

the week:
Do you have a favorite dress — one that you seemingly wear for every occasion because it is all shades of awesome… and sequined? Yeah, I have a dress like that. And can’t wait to put it on and show off all my derby bruises.

SEQUINS! Disclaimer: photo from last year.

weekend:
My weekend calls for a road trip. So, I’m heading over to Columbus to hang with the better half of my fourth-longest-running friendship (I have three “younger” friendships that I’ve had since I was in grade school) for a weekend of girls-only partying. My friend Lori and I met on dance team in junior college — having much in common by way of history, personality and lifestyle — and have been, mostly, in tact ever since. And, since she now has her personal trainer license, she’s going to kick my ass in a terrifying-sounding workout on Saturday morning. But we’ll naturally also have a theme party (Studio 54) to attend, Buckeyes cheering, brunches, sushi… and much catching up to do.

That said, if I were home this weekend, on Friday I would DEFINITELY be going to the Project Pop-Up Party downtown, then head over to Future Tenant’s 10th Birthday Bash. On Saturday,

seven days, seven things:
1. Oh yippee, Fresh Meat tryouts! I love being a part of our league’s recruitment committee. I had to go back and read last year’s posts about MY tryouts because I don’t remember anything, aside from being super, super nervous.
2. Another deadline met… breathe. Annnnnd, drink. Dammit. I haven’t had any time to drink! Tonight, I will drink.
3. Truly, another great post from Yinzpiration — my favorite Pittsburgh-centri blog to read! This one features BBBS of Pittsburgh Community Affairs Officer Tom Baker.
4. I hit my 300 mark in Yelp reviews. Three HUNDRED reviews. Yeah, I eat a lot. Or do a lot. Or something.
5. I’m rostered to play with our B team against Naptown on Easter weekend (back-to-back road trips). SUPER PUMPED! And my first away bout. Hello there, nerves!
6. Speaking of derby, I had a scare today about my wrist possibly being severely injured (was actually a little scared that it might be broken). X-rays show that there are no visible fractures, but holy-all-hell hyperextending your hand backwards like that causes much pain. So, it’s likely a severe sprain, which won’t take me out of play. Phew.
7. Have sequin dress (and sequin shoes and sequin purse) and ready to travel. Time to sparkle, bitches.

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Skate (b)log: Sweetheart Roller Derby Valentine’s Bout

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Skate (b)log: Sweetheart Roller Derby Valentine’s Bout

DERBY IS BACK, PITTSBURGH!
Come out Sunday, February 5 (4-6:30pm) to see a roller derby battle of the heart (or lack thereof) — The Hopeless Romantics vs. The Blackhearts (ahem, that’s me) in the Sweetheart Roller Derby Valentine’s Day Intraleague Bout.

$5 admission for singles (are you ready to MINGLLLLLEEEEE?!); $8 for couples of all levels of happiness (or misery). And hey, there will be a special open skate session afterward. Stick around and skate with some of your Steel City Derby Demons.

Romp n’ Roll Skating Rink 1661 E. Sutter Rd, Glenshaw, PA 15116

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{Skate (b)log} My First Bout

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{Skate (b)log} My First Bout

This past Saturday, the awesome happened.

All the training and nerves and old lady-body creaking and bruising came to this moment — I skated in my first bout with my team, B-Unit, against Akron’s Rubber City Roller Girls.

Not only that, but my first time playing was as a jammer…

AND I GOT LEAD JAMMER.


AND I scored points for my team.

AND B-Unit ended up winning our last home bout of the season.

I can’t even describe how emotional of an experience this night was. I haven’t been able to get the sound of that crowd screaming and cheering me on out of my head. Happiness. The number of compliments and hugs I received (and even one fan photograph) and support from the boyfriend, friends, fans and fellow skaters about my debut was overwhelming. And I will never forget it.

At times I wanted to puke from the anxiety. Then poop my pants because of nervousness (most of which went away after lacing up my skates). And afterward, I just wanted to cry because of pride and of what I’ve accomplished. All the hard work and passion that I put into this sport has paid off — for that single FIRST game experience.

I even love getting my face smashed!

And I cannot WAIT to do it all over again with my teammates next season.

Read the bout recap (I’m mentioned!)

Thanks to Chris Thompson {flickr} and Joshua Hudson {Dragonfly Digital Media} for taking some awesome shots of the games {facebook} that night!

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Random Summer Photos (of my body parts)

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Random Summer Photos (of my body parts)

Brief summary of my whereabouts this summer…

At the end of June, I went to the Philly area for ECDX:
Sportsplex pool Philly ECDX

Random.

Then, we visited friends at Tappan Lake (in Ohio) during the Fourth of July weekend:

Tappan Lake Ohio

It rained a little. Then DOWNPOURED and thundered a lot (thankfully, we got off the pontoon in time). But the remainder of the day was gorgeous after the storms passed.

I also had one MAJOR thigh bruise to happily show off to family that very weekend:
bruises are awesome, roller derby

And I got my hair did:

Blonder! (even if it doesn’t look it here)

The end.

How’s your summer so far?

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So what: I cried at fucking derby practice.

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So what: I cried at fucking derby practice.

It’s happened to me three times now — that I’ve had actual tears well up in my eyes during roller derby. Believe me, if I could turn off my emotions completely, I’d opt for that. But as I’ve aged, I found that controlling the roller coaster that is frustration and overwhelms and whatever it’s called when your body just doesn’t agree with your head… well, it doesn’t work. And it inevitably turn to waterworks.

Last practice started off well enough; I felt great on my skates and totally looking forward to a strategy session “special” practice. And then during a drill, my face received a hit. Not a flailing arm or a wayward elbow, mind you, but a full-on swooping shoulder check to my fucking face. So hard that it ringed my bell pretty bad. I saw stars. I immediately felt off balance. Which resulted later on in a headache. And I silently feared concussion because I’m always one for “worst case scenario” in my brain. I was a little disjointed after it happened and attempted to shake it off — getting even a reassuring “that will happen” from the sidelines. But as I stood waiting for my turn again, the longer I waited, the worse the pain grew. And when I finally sat down beside a friend and talked about what happened…

I fucking cried.

And I couldn’t turn it off for the remainder of the practice.

Or the ride home.

Then I choked on tears and cat hair and Fruity Pebbles when I arrived back to my apartment.

Am I embarrassed that I cried? No. Defeated? Maybe a little. Do I think it makes me weak? Hell no. If anything, it will only make me stupid enough to want to do the same thing all over again in hopes that next time MAYBE IT WON’T HURT SO FREAKIN BAD… MAYBE next time I’ll get it. “It” being whatever skill/drill/strategy we’re working on. Or the time after that. And if not this week, then by next month I’ll be screaming internally “I GOT THIS!” My emotions may not be the strong ones over here, but I AM.

This is why I love roller derby. Anything else like it — especially that would have made me cry so hard — I would have quit ten times over. But not this.

And perhaps this is exactly why I get so emotional over it.

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Gratuitous Helmet sHot

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Gratuitous Helmet sHot

Grrrrrrr!

Check out my new helmet! My first derby helmet, sadly, met its demise by an overly-sweaty head, which pretty much disintegrated the lining. I could have replaced just the interior pads, but figured it’s time I spend the money on something that is certified for skating (and biking). I was shocked to find my “other” one was not, even claiming single impact protection. My brain is now guarded appropriately (and fits so much better) when playing with the big girls (hooray, scrimmaging!). Thanks, Wicked Skatewear for the awesome personalization too!

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“Mel has MRSA in her butt!”

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“Mel has MRSA in her butt!”

If only you were there… the Dormont Pool, that is. Which is surprisingly easy to take by train — once you figure out the Port Authority schedule and route map. And then (after NOT getting all the way into the water because of my still-stitched wounds), it was onto a friend’s house for a crafty Thursday (with margaritas, natch) to make our scrimmage shirts:

!!!

IT FINALLY FEELS OFFICIAL!

And no, I do NOT have MRSA in my butt.

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Skate (b)log: I PASSED!

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Skate (b)log: I PASSED!

Pass With Care

Here’s the gist: I passed all portions of my WFTDA minimum skills test (last month) and my contact skills (last week) — 100%, w00t!. Next week, I begin scrimmaging with the Big Girls, with the goal of (passing that as well and) being draftable once I am well-versed in all forms of positioning and game play.

Then, I went and did something to my calf muscle over the holiday weekend. Playing stupid cornhole is when I first felt something going on in the back of my leg. Whether it was an existing derby injury that I didn’t feel up until that point, or something in my throwing bags stance (for seriously) or maybe even jumping-off-the-boat-and-pulling-myself-back-in (which I totally wasn’t supposed to do with stitches, but I had to friggin’ pee) a couple days before… well, something is pulled/strained/tight. And hopefully, nothing worse.

As of this morning, the pain has thankfully subsided, and I can walk/put all my weight on my left leg again. But there’s a lingering tightness that I feel mostly when I’m walking up the stairs.

Some things:
1. So grateful this didn’t happen prior to testing.
2. Mother-effer, I best be at 100% to start scrimmaging on Monday!
3. I tested with ZERO NERVES last week. Finally, some confidence in myself and my skill level.

If you need me, I’ll be on the RICE diet for the remainder of our hiatus this week. And making scrimmage shirts with sMEL U L8R on the back. *grin*

Top photo credit: Golden Ankh

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Skate (b)log: Week #2 of Contact

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Skate (b)log: Week #2 of Contact

Another “meatie” from my Fresh Meat class in Cleveland was drafted to a home team. And as happy I am for these girls and their respective roller derby successes, I can’t help but feel… left out. Like, I missed my chance because I moved. If I stayed with BRRG, I would already be bouting; I might already be on a team too… (and dammit, I miss my old training gym!). I would be well into my derby career, instead of STILL a fresh meat. Some days, I really miss my first team… a lot. I guess that’s normal, right? Granted, that long-distance shit sucked.

I made the decision to leave my former league before skills testing. And I had to wait all these MONTHS to re-join, let alone get to a skill level from where I feel I left off. I know that I’ll eventually get to that level (and perhaps even more competitive, at that), but… well, there’s that lingering “but.” I’m not so arrogant that I think I know how to do everything. I don’t. In fact, when skaters know I have a history (and as much as I want to help other newbs or brag about it), I feel like I’m not measuring up to some undetermined standard. And then I wonder if I’m not as good as I used to be. That’s likely just ME getting in the way of ME.

What if I didn’t move? is just NOT a healthy manner of thinking. Everything FEELS natural to me in practice (which is good… I think), besides my love/hate relationship with my skates. Still. And I attempt to make certain skills “tougher” for me, when it’s something I’ve done in the past.

Thankfully, all my fellow meaties are an amazing group of mood-lifters and crutches, who will hip-check me into reality and out of self-loathing (and I am certainly not “easy” on them during hitting drills either *wink*). We all collectively want one another to get better… to BE better skaters. And the vets encourage and motivate us — such a LARGE group of Meaties can’t be easy either. Practices are also incredibly fun (read: sweaty) and intense. If I’m in a “mood” when I go in, I’m much better when I leave. And on some level (even if I have my moments of self-doubt), I feel this “waiting period” will make me a better skater.

I’m in a reflective mood today… good thing there’s practice tonight.

Bruise Update: Oh man, I got throat punched during pack falling drills; jabbed my knuckles into my own sternum during a fall forward; fell sideways on my knee (which caused my kneepad to swivel sideways, causing a mean-looking bruise near my kneecap); got stabbed in the arm by someone’s sharp-ass velcro during a pack drill; and a worse-than-being-hit double-pinch of my underarm while practicing J-hooks. Give it time, hip checking is in full effect… and I just FEEL bruises stewing on both sides.

UPDATE: Yeah, practice DEFINITELY improved my mood tonight. And without even asking, I got some great feedback. Bad mood effectively hip-checked.

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Skate (b)log: It’s that time again.

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Skate (b)log: It’s that time again.

Yep. That’s me in the “Overeasy” eggs-on-my-breasts shirt.

I haven’t posted much about my skating progress because it’s been filled with a bunch of open skates spent dodging “womb fruits” (as one of the girls in my “pre-fresh meat” group calls ‘em), getting comfortable in my new skates, attempting to help out some of the other new girls with skills that I’ve already learned. That, and weight training and running.

The fun stuff (the derby stuff, natch) starts THIS SUNDAY.

And of course, I’m irrationally freaking out. I’m terrified that I’m going to injure myself before tryouts. My nerves lend to dreams of being kidnapped while in my derby gear (by that lead actor from the old TV show, “Coach,” no less…).

Just a thought: maybe I had Poltergeist on the brain. I DID just read an article about random sleep disorders thanks to Dr. Drew, which included sleep hallucinations involving “ghosts.” Random.

I am SO excited to be a part of a team again. To have my ass (awesomely) kicked in regular, scheduled practices again. To maintain and strengthen friendships with the girls I’ve skated with over the last few months. To cheer on my teammates. To be completely and totally motivated. To get better, faster, stronger (in brain radio playing: Daft Punk, of course). To get involved with something bigger than just myself.

I keep in touch with several skaters from my Cleveland Fresh Meat class who are gearing up for their FIRST BOUT this weekend (and I so wish I could be there, but you know, traveling AWAY from Pittsburgh, I irrationally fear that “something will happen” and somehow I’ll miss being back in town for tryouts *breathe*). And I’m kind of starting all over again. I have mixed feelings about that, naturally. But man, have I missed roller derby more than anything since I left BRRG (before tryouts, sadly). I even miss the bruises.

I’m so ready (or so I keep telling myself).

Alas, no matter how many times I tell myself “you GOT this!” I’m terrified that I’ve somehow forgotten to train appropriately.

So, just excuse this tangled ball of nerves until next week.

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Skate (b)log: Update about no updates. Kind of.

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I cannot believe that I haven’t been on my skates in nearly eight weeks. I’m pussing out as though I’m on injured reserved list or some shit (I suppose if I truly needed to find an excuse, I could blame by shoulder, but goddamn-it, there is no excuse for me NOT to be skating twice a week. At least I’m running. That part is helpful). Anyways. De-pressing.

I seriously need to get off my lazy ass and get my wheels to the Romp n’ Roll. As much as I want to skate with some of my old Burning River teammates during our visit to Cleveland this weekend, with our hectic travel schedule, birthday plans and both of our separate work schedules, I don’t think that will happen. Not to mention, bringing another bag? Out of the question. I HATE packing for fall because more than one pair of boots DOES NOT FIT in my suitcase. I mean, unless I take my giant-ass 10-day vacation case, but then AB looks at me all weird. And he’ll tell me to just dress “normal” again. Whatever the shit that means.

But back to skating, my first recruitment skate with Steel City is in November, which I am super-super-super SUPER excited about. That’s how much I miss roller derby. And likely, because its just a meet-and-greet of sorts, there will be no hitting. I’ll get my fill in December when I head to Toronto for another Blood & Thunder Camp. So, November 8 will be my new date to start my training program. I want to be in my best form by try-outs, not all knock-kneed and hesitant. Or worse, scared.

Thanks to the internet, I came across this GREAT article about roller derby today (specifically, Chicago’s Windy City Rollers). Seriously, it’s really, really good. Bravo, Ling Ma, you did us roller derby athletes a great service with such an honest piece.

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