fresh meat
my mom has officially moved back and into my old room at lisa's. it's been interesting, but mostly fine. she's a pretty consistent babysitter and since she's not working it'll really help with picking up lidia from school and stuff when i need, she starts next week on thursday. i'm sooo excited and nervous about it.
i am ridiculously tired at work today. i had my first fresh meat practice today, for about three hours. somehow i woke up at 6:30am, realized we got there super early because it was picture day. morning photos? not my cup of tea.
one of the girls loosened up my trucks on my skates so i felt way more in control of what i was doing, i was really nervous but i fucking love derby already. all stress and anxiety and whatever else goes away, all i thought about for three hours was skating and trying not to fall and get down the stops and slides and sprints and crosses. angela said i looked good, way more comfortable than most girls for their first time. i really want to make the team, i want to be a jammer. small and fast--that'll be me. i've never really liked organized sports, i think i've always had natural athletic ability but i never cared about sports especially in school because the girls were bitchy and the coaches were assholes. not fun.
but this...ah mah gawd i already feel like i'm a part of something! day one and they just accept me! i think i'm the youngest one there, all the other fresh meat girls were super super nice, really encouraging. they gave me pointers and told me i did a good job. i mean-no judgement whatsoever. i didn't feel self conscious at all. one girl during sprints fell next to me and took me down with her but i slid on my knee and "fell correctly" and got a lot of praise for it. i think i picked it up pretty quickly, at the end though i totally fell on my ass and knocked the wind out of myself. i can still feel it when i walk up hill or up stairs. i knew i was done, three hours in hot weather and i'm done. i still have three hours left on my shift tonight...i am freakin' exhausted as all hell, but i feel really good and proud of myself. i'm just really fucking stoked on life right now.
i am ridiculously tired at work today. i had my first fresh meat practice today, for about three hours. somehow i woke up at 6:30am, realized we got there super early because it was picture day. morning photos? not my cup of tea.
one of the girls loosened up my trucks on my skates so i felt way more in control of what i was doing, i was really nervous but i fucking love derby already. all stress and anxiety and whatever else goes away, all i thought about for three hours was skating and trying not to fall and get down the stops and slides and sprints and crosses. angela said i looked good, way more comfortable than most girls for their first time. i really want to make the team, i want to be a jammer. small and fast--that'll be me. i've never really liked organized sports, i think i've always had natural athletic ability but i never cared about sports especially in school because the girls were bitchy and the coaches were assholes. not fun.
but this...ah mah gawd i already feel like i'm a part of something! day one and they just accept me! i think i'm the youngest one there, all the other fresh meat girls were super super nice, really encouraging. they gave me pointers and told me i did a good job. i mean-no judgement whatsoever. i didn't feel self conscious at all. one girl during sprints fell next to me and took me down with her but i slid on my knee and "fell correctly" and got a lot of praise for it. i think i picked it up pretty quickly, at the end though i totally fell on my ass and knocked the wind out of myself. i can still feel it when i walk up hill or up stairs. i knew i was done, three hours in hot weather and i'm done. i still have three hours left on my shift tonight...i am freakin' exhausted as all hell, but i feel really good and proud of myself. i'm just really fucking stoked on life right now.