Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Catch up!

It’s been far too long since I’ve updated. I don’t know why I’m so slack with this…although, then again, I’m slack in every area of my life at the moment. If I were consistent with anything I think I’d go into shock. Thinking about it though, shock would probably be better than this permanent dream-state that I’m floating along in.

Skating’s probably the only thing that focuses my attention (most of the time anyway…Ouija Broad, Daisy Pain and countless other members of the CCR will attest to my serious lack of attention span), especially endurance skating. When we do our five-minute speed skate (with the intention of clocking up at least 20) I’m totally focused on skating: my form (not the best), my team mates (speeding along with me), the cones (sneaking out of line and under my feet)…and that’s the most focused I probably ever am. I haven’t quite got the hang of doing all that and couting my laps at the same time!

Marshalling the Roller Disco is quite a feat for me really. Not only do I need to navigate the whole night on my wheels, but I’ve also got to help everyone else while they’re doing it too…and they all get to do it drunk! :o) I was back there again on Thursday with Chet and Tom, sporting our hi-vis jackets and boogying while we work! It was quite quiet to begin with so the dancefloor was ours until the first customers got their skates on and joined us. I took the opportunity of zero spectators to practice spins and turns…and inadvertantly pulled off my first successful backwards transition! Cue several hours of excited turns, transitions and exceedingly dodgy backwards skating. Nevertheless, it was the best backwards skating I’ve ever done - probably owing a lot to the floor – I was literally skating on air, even when my feet were in agony (five hours is a long time to be standing round in your skates) I couldn’t stop with the transitions. The big question is…will I be able to do it next practice? I really don’t know…at least I have witnesses to back me up!

I missed last week’s practice to head down to Torquay with my mom and my sister (Ami Bovvered) for my oldest friend’s wedding. I was gutted to find out I’d missed a brutal LaBurn-lead practice, but the wedding reception was ace, even if the drive down was a little stressful. Not that I was driving of course…back-seat driving is very hard on the nerves (yeah, that’d be my mom’s nerves I was getting on). I missed aerobics yesterday too. It’s a sorry state of exercise affairs! I got some more work done on my back tattoo yesterday morning. I had about two hours work and it’s pretty much finished, and I knew I’d be too sore for that much leaping around so I cried off. I’m angry at myself for missing so many classes over the past few weeks…things keep coming up and my organisational skills are abysmal. Next week there will be no excuses! At least I've been getting lots of use out of the Wii...


That's my current excuse anyway!