I’m terrible at getting things done (blogging for one)…but my biggest problem is that I hate making decisions. It means that I miss out on so much…
Right now I’m struggling with my concience when it comes to the things I really want to do, like get tattoos and dye my hair ridiculous colours. I guess it’s a fear of the unknown, and instead of being the girl I used to be (who dyed her hair vibrant shades of red from the age of 11 and imagined a rebellious adulthood) I’ve grown into a woman who cares far too much what others think, and who doesn’t trust that her choices will lead to an outcome she can deal with.
Roller Derby has been a huge changing force in my life, and I feel much more confident with what my body can do. It’s definitely stronger and more capable than it’s ever been, and I feel at my best when I’m in practice. I feel safe with my league mates (who are all my friends) and I can really be myself around them, but although I’ll happily strut around in micro-shorts and fishnets at practice (and the pub…lol) I still feel uncomfortable and like I’m being stared at if I dress up when I go out. It’s a completely ridiculous state of affairs.
When it comes to tattoos, I have big plans for sleeves and a chest piece. They’re all planned out and I’ve known what I want for years now (one of the downfalls of having a tattooist boyfriend…I think about tatoos all the time but I’m not allowed any because he doesn’t want me to end up with a load of ink I’ll regret) but I can’t bring myself to get them done. My best friends recently had some unwanted attention because of their visible tattoos and it makes me wonder how I’ll handle people commenting on any visible ink I get done…I know a lady who’s really heavily covered and she’s even had a guy (a complete stranger) go to pull her top away from her chest to get a better look at her work! I’d want to club someone if they did that to me, and I’m pretty sure that’s not acceptable behaviour…even if someone is trying to undress you in a supermarket!
I can’t predict how having sleeves and a chest piece will make me feel, and no one can tell me what it’ll be like…there’s no way I could ever know what it’ll be like until it’s done, and once it’s done there’s going to be no going back (only covering up, and I’m the kind of person who’s thermostat runs on ‘tropical’ most of the time…long sleeves are the very bottom of my outfit choices).
I recently had to make a skate decision too…and although I really wanted a pair of Black Widows I don’t want to get a pricey set of skates that don’t fit like a glove. I’m hoping to go to RollerCon next year (or visit the States or Canada at least) so I’ll get them then when I can try them on…and this time round I’m going for another pair of Wickeds, but this time not a size too big!
I’m also getting them with Swiss bearings and pink Mojo wheels, which I’m assured are super-grippy and wonderful to skate on! I really can’t wait! I know I’ve not been happy with my current Wickeds, but they’re far too big for me, even with a really thick gel insole. I’m pretty sure that going down to a 7.5 will make the world of difference to my poor crampy feet. At the moment I have to shuffle my feet to the back of my boot after every drill or jam, and walking on my toe stops isn’t as easy as it should be because my foot moves around in the boot so much. Tightening my laces isn’t really an option either as that’s when the crampy foot-death occurs, which hinders my skating as much as a flappy boot does.
*fingers crossed* they’re going to fit me…I think I’ll cut my toes off if they don’t.
This afternoon is the second after-school skating session that I’m helping run. I forgot to take my camera last week so this week I must remember it. The kids are SO funny once they’ve got those skates on…and they’re absolutely fearless! If only adults could be persuaded to do squat-jumps on wheels, the whole country would be Roller Derby mad by now!
Last week I had to cart 25 pairs of skates with me (26 if you include mine), but now I’ve narrowed it down to the sizes I need I’ll only have to carry about 15 pairs…across a playground and up two flights of stairs…no wonder my biceps were screaming last Wednesday!
In other Roller Derby news, I’m REALLY looking forward to the upcoming visit of Payne D. Spencer who’s going to be joining us for lots of skating and drinking fun at the start of October! We’re going to have a blast, and I can’t wait for her to meet some of the other UK Roller Derby Leagues!…Roll on October!
Showing posts with label tattoos. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Under My Skin...and my non-fitness
So, here’s my second stab at the whole ‘exhibition blog’ thing. This time I’m doing the sensible thing and composing it in Word before I commit to the text box on blogger.
So! Friday night, Mr Gory and I were invited to the very special, VIP style opening night of Mandie Barber’s tattoo exhibition entitled ‘Under My Skin’, held at Kidderminster library til the 30th of August…
As we walked up through the library to the exhibition hall we were treated to display cabinets full of hand painted, tattoo inspired items by Mandie, and age-old tattoo machines, needles, cut-throat razors and the like…
…and once inside there’s a whole wall of tattoo history…
…photos of some of Mandie’s work, poetry by Jodie Calder and vintage flash…
…original paintings by both Mandie and Chris Barber…
…and a rogue’s gallery of tattoos. The photography group at the library had been trawling the streets of kiddiminster, stopping people with tattoos and asking them for their photo and the story behind their ink. I didn’t get a picture of this unfortunately, but you can see it on the shot of the exhibition hall, just over on the left…
It was a brilliant opening night, even if it did make me want more tattoos and several pieces of art from the paintings gallery…we spent the few hours that we were there sipping wine like posh people – well, some of us did anyway…Chris decided to cut out the middle-man that’s commonly known as ‘a glass’…
…We conversed about tattoos and art in general (and didn’t pose, no, not at all!…okay, maybe Matt and Mand did a little…)
…I unsuccessfully tried to take pictures of Matt without him knowing…
…Several people (Jodie in particular) were keen to show off their own body art…
…and Mandie was bestowed with flowers…
We’ll be back there again this Friday (the 22nd) to watch a live tattoo demonstration and a movie that’s based around the addictive nature of tattoos. Mandie’s going to be taking a needle to Jodie’s arm before we all sit down to watch the film, and the exhibition will be open for people to wander round. It’s going to be amazing! I’m going to be enticing as many friends along as possible!!
I’ve been planning many more ink-adventures since visiting Under my Skin last week too, and I’m sure it won’t be long before I can get another hit from Mr Gory. I’ve been thinking about getting my tummy tattooed, mainly because it keeps poking out from under my t-shirts and I’d like to see some colour there rather than just flab. I think I’ve managed to entice the boy to do it…he usually hates tattooing me because I have SO MANY ideas, but this time round I’ve picked something he actually wants to do! Watch this space for tummy-tatts!
In skating news, I’ve not managed to get back to the park for some more circular skating. I’m very sad about it but it’s only because I’ve been so busy either skating at practice, visiting exhibitions or going out for birthdays. This week I’ll make sure I get at least one go in! I know I need to get a lot fitter…I’m really suffering at the moment. I feel so tired all the time, and I’m sure that’s because I’ve been negelcting my fitness. I’ve been eating a tonne of crap and I’ve done hardly any proper exercise in ages. Ouija Broad lead our practice this Sunday just gone and I swear, I almost died.
One of the drills she decided on was a series of knee-falls while skating round the track. The idea was that when she blew the whistle we’d do a single knee fall, concentrating on keeping small, with just a few simple, but killer, rules. The first was that we should keep our hands on our helmets so that we weren’t tempted to use the floor to help us get up, and the second was that no-matter how long we’ve been getting up on our toestops, we should make sure that as we get up we’re planting our wheels steadily on the floor. I’m really bad for this…I ALWAYS get up using both my hands (usually on my knee so it’s not as bad as using the floor. At least I know my fingers are safe) and I ALWAYS get up on my toestop. My answer for this (and I have an answer for everything) is because I can get up quicker, steadier and I can launch myself into a run to gain my speed back up. Ouija also has an answer though, and she told me in no uncertain terms that if I get up like that in a bout it won’t be long before someone puts me back on the floor.
So, with a heavy heart (and even heavier legs) I did as I was told. Boy, I ache now…and it’s two whole days later. It was a really good drill though, and I’m feeling much better about getting up on wheels and duck-running to get my speed up, and I’m even getting used to doing a right knee-fall. My right leg doesn’t seem to want to do what I tell it to, and when I try and do a right knee-fall I inevitably end up doing a double knee-fall, but I’m very glad to say that things are improving!
I was slightly annoyed at myself with my 5 minute time trial as I only got in about 25 laps and I managed 29 at the last mid-weeker I attended, but we’ve got so many skaters now that the track is nothing short of packed when we run this drill. It’s incredibly hard to skate your absolute fastest when you’ve got to dodge and weave around all the newbies and basic skills skaters, but it really does help your agility when you’ve got to try and squidge yourself into spaces that didn’t exist before you made them! I actually saw myself in a jamming star as I darted between everyone, but I seriously need to kick my fitness into gear if that dream’s going to come true. At the moment I can’t see myself ever being able to catch back up with the pack to score points!!
*goes and eats a chocolate bar…or two*
So! Friday night, Mr Gory and I were invited to the very special, VIP style opening night of Mandie Barber’s tattoo exhibition entitled ‘Under My Skin’, held at Kidderminster library til the 30th of August…
As we walked up through the library to the exhibition hall we were treated to display cabinets full of hand painted, tattoo inspired items by Mandie, and age-old tattoo machines, needles, cut-throat razors and the like…
…and once inside there’s a whole wall of tattoo history…
…photos of some of Mandie’s work, poetry by Jodie Calder and vintage flash…
…original paintings by both Mandie and Chris Barber…
…and a rogue’s gallery of tattoos. The photography group at the library had been trawling the streets of kiddiminster, stopping people with tattoos and asking them for their photo and the story behind their ink. I didn’t get a picture of this unfortunately, but you can see it on the shot of the exhibition hall, just over on the left…
It was a brilliant opening night, even if it did make me want more tattoos and several pieces of art from the paintings gallery…we spent the few hours that we were there sipping wine like posh people – well, some of us did anyway…Chris decided to cut out the middle-man that’s commonly known as ‘a glass’…
…We conversed about tattoos and art in general (and didn’t pose, no, not at all!…okay, maybe Matt and Mand did a little…)
…I unsuccessfully tried to take pictures of Matt without him knowing…
…Several people (Jodie in particular) were keen to show off their own body art…
…and Mandie was bestowed with flowers…
We’ll be back there again this Friday (the 22nd) to watch a live tattoo demonstration and a movie that’s based around the addictive nature of tattoos. Mandie’s going to be taking a needle to Jodie’s arm before we all sit down to watch the film, and the exhibition will be open for people to wander round. It’s going to be amazing! I’m going to be enticing as many friends along as possible!!
I’ve been planning many more ink-adventures since visiting Under my Skin last week too, and I’m sure it won’t be long before I can get another hit from Mr Gory. I’ve been thinking about getting my tummy tattooed, mainly because it keeps poking out from under my t-shirts and I’d like to see some colour there rather than just flab. I think I’ve managed to entice the boy to do it…he usually hates tattooing me because I have SO MANY ideas, but this time round I’ve picked something he actually wants to do! Watch this space for tummy-tatts!
In skating news, I’ve not managed to get back to the park for some more circular skating. I’m very sad about it but it’s only because I’ve been so busy either skating at practice, visiting exhibitions or going out for birthdays. This week I’ll make sure I get at least one go in! I know I need to get a lot fitter…I’m really suffering at the moment. I feel so tired all the time, and I’m sure that’s because I’ve been negelcting my fitness. I’ve been eating a tonne of crap and I’ve done hardly any proper exercise in ages. Ouija Broad lead our practice this Sunday just gone and I swear, I almost died.
One of the drills she decided on was a series of knee-falls while skating round the track. The idea was that when she blew the whistle we’d do a single knee fall, concentrating on keeping small, with just a few simple, but killer, rules. The first was that we should keep our hands on our helmets so that we weren’t tempted to use the floor to help us get up, and the second was that no-matter how long we’ve been getting up on our toestops, we should make sure that as we get up we’re planting our wheels steadily on the floor. I’m really bad for this…I ALWAYS get up using both my hands (usually on my knee so it’s not as bad as using the floor. At least I know my fingers are safe) and I ALWAYS get up on my toestop. My answer for this (and I have an answer for everything) is because I can get up quicker, steadier and I can launch myself into a run to gain my speed back up. Ouija also has an answer though, and she told me in no uncertain terms that if I get up like that in a bout it won’t be long before someone puts me back on the floor.
So, with a heavy heart (and even heavier legs) I did as I was told. Boy, I ache now…and it’s two whole days later. It was a really good drill though, and I’m feeling much better about getting up on wheels and duck-running to get my speed up, and I’m even getting used to doing a right knee-fall. My right leg doesn’t seem to want to do what I tell it to, and when I try and do a right knee-fall I inevitably end up doing a double knee-fall, but I’m very glad to say that things are improving!
I was slightly annoyed at myself with my 5 minute time trial as I only got in about 25 laps and I managed 29 at the last mid-weeker I attended, but we’ve got so many skaters now that the track is nothing short of packed when we run this drill. It’s incredibly hard to skate your absolute fastest when you’ve got to dodge and weave around all the newbies and basic skills skaters, but it really does help your agility when you’ve got to try and squidge yourself into spaces that didn’t exist before you made them! I actually saw myself in a jamming star as I darted between everyone, but I seriously need to kick my fitness into gear if that dream’s going to come true. At the moment I can’t see myself ever being able to catch back up with the pack to score points!!
*goes and eats a chocolate bar…or two*
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wedding Photos and Tattoos! (...plus Gory's aftercare tips...)
Once again it's been a good while since I posted on here...but it's not all my fault. Saturday the 10th of May was Matt's eldest sister, Alison's, wedding (he has three)...and in true Gory style I forgot my camera. Shame on me. The result was that the only pictures I got of us 'all dressed up' were on Matt's phone and he's been so busy that it's taken him until today to put them on the computer.
It was a beautiful day (hot hot hot!) and we got to Derby almost 45 minutes early so we were unusually stress-free and happy people. The ceremony was beautiful, with Alison and Darshan giggling like a pair of school kids at the Registrar's OVER...PRONUN...CIATION. I was forced to ask myself just how many pauses one can fit into a word without seeming like a loony...and the answer was none. However, it made for an amusing set of vows!!
If you don't already know, it's not easy for an unmarried couple to make it through the day of a wedding without being asked by each and every person (who all think they're incredibly original, goddamn their souls) when it's going to be our turn. Matt's middle sister, Nella, and her daughters even offered to keep hold of their bridesmaid dresses 'just in case'! We declined politely...or at least I did anyway...the look of terror in Matt's eyes was a good indicator of his feelings ;o)
...but don't we scrub up well?...this was taken in Nella's back garden after the wedding festivities had broken up for the day...
...and here's me on my own...and yes, I chose the dress because it matched a pair of shoes I already have and love. Any excuse to wear my favorite shoesies!
...that's Matt's nephew Ollie in the corner of the picture. He was glued to my side in the first shot Matt took...heaven only knows why small children seem to love me. Although seeing as he's six we probably have a similar mental age...ha ha!
Congratulations to Alison and Darshan!!
Tattooness...
Roller Derby action has been a bit thin on the ground of late. I missed last week's practice because it clashed with the wedding, and I'm missing this week's because we'll be on our way to Gloucester (with any luck not in a shower of rain...and no, we will not be stepping in puddles up to our middles either!). I feel a pang of sadness about Sunday already! Missing one practice is bad enough but two in a row and I start to get a bit angry and irritable...those Derby endorphins are unmatchable!
To quell my ever-growing frustration (and because I start work next week and can't rely on a set schedule) I begged Mr Gory to touch up the tattoos on my ankles, to give them time to heal before I have to start doing lots of standing round (at work...in a card shop...not on street corners). I've got cherries on my left ankle that are about three years old and a tad faded, and a chili on my right ankle that was a bit too orange and carrotty looking...both of them desperately needed a shot of red to bring them back to life.
...here's my beautiful boy doing one of the things he does best...(and wearing my skate number with pride!)
My cherries...(he's going to do the leaf another time)
My chili...
...and them both together...
...and wrapped!! very VERY tightly so I couldn't walk properly...thanks Maffoo! *sarcasm*
Luckily I have a tattooist on hand 24/7 to help me take care of my ink properly while it's healing...but evenso, I've still fucked tattoos up before by not doing the right things during the healing process. Hence why I take such good care of them now, and it drives me so mad when I see people who clearly don't realise how much they're damaging something that a) cost them a lot of money, and b) hurts like buggery to fix!
I ALWAYS keep my tattoos wrapped up overnight (as should everyone...it's an open wound people!) and then the next morning I get into a hot bath with the dressing on (to loosen it before pulling it away from my skin) and I try and soak my ink for a while (or blast it with hot water from the shower head) whilst massaging it to help drain out lymph.
...this pic is of my dressings after I soaked them off...cool huh?! pictures on tissue...printed with lymph! Yummy!
It's lymph-oozing that causes scabs to build up, so the more of this you can get rid of in the first wash, the less your tattoo will scab up. Then I give it a good wash in antibacterial liquid soap and pat it dry, leaving it to dry completely before applying a thin layer of bepanthen. Then I try and keep it as clean and dry as I can, other than giving it a quick wash in anti-bac for the next few mornings (applying more thin smears of Bep after I've washed it). I must warn you though, it's a really thick and viscous creme, so it's quite hard to apply, especially to a sore sensitive area.
This aftercare routine works really well for me and Mr Gory, and it's stopped me (Scabby McScabberson) from scabbing quite as badly as I usually do...and Mr Gory doesn't get any scabs. Bepanthen might be for babies' arses, but it's a goddamn wonder-creme when it comes to tattoo healing...it's just as good as Tattoo Goo, if not better.
As soon as the tattoos are less sore I'll be recommencing the jogging programme along with the Fletch (or fletchpig.com as I'm now calling him)...gah, this exercise thing sucks!
It was a beautiful day (hot hot hot!) and we got to Derby almost 45 minutes early so we were unusually stress-free and happy people. The ceremony was beautiful, with Alison and Darshan giggling like a pair of school kids at the Registrar's OVER...PRONUN...CIATION. I was forced to ask myself just how many pauses one can fit into a word without seeming like a loony...and the answer was none. However, it made for an amusing set of vows!!
If you don't already know, it's not easy for an unmarried couple to make it through the day of a wedding without being asked by each and every person (who all think they're incredibly original, goddamn their souls) when it's going to be our turn. Matt's middle sister, Nella, and her daughters even offered to keep hold of their bridesmaid dresses 'just in case'! We declined politely...or at least I did anyway...the look of terror in Matt's eyes was a good indicator of his feelings ;o)
...but don't we scrub up well?...this was taken in Nella's back garden after the wedding festivities had broken up for the day...
...and here's me on my own...and yes, I chose the dress because it matched a pair of shoes I already have and love. Any excuse to wear my favorite shoesies!
...that's Matt's nephew Ollie in the corner of the picture. He was glued to my side in the first shot Matt took...heaven only knows why small children seem to love me. Although seeing as he's six we probably have a similar mental age...ha ha!
Congratulations to Alison and Darshan!!
Tattooness...
Roller Derby action has been a bit thin on the ground of late. I missed last week's practice because it clashed with the wedding, and I'm missing this week's because we'll be on our way to Gloucester (with any luck not in a shower of rain...and no, we will not be stepping in puddles up to our middles either!). I feel a pang of sadness about Sunday already! Missing one practice is bad enough but two in a row and I start to get a bit angry and irritable...those Derby endorphins are unmatchable!
To quell my ever-growing frustration (and because I start work next week and can't rely on a set schedule) I begged Mr Gory to touch up the tattoos on my ankles, to give them time to heal before I have to start doing lots of standing round (at work...in a card shop...not on street corners). I've got cherries on my left ankle that are about three years old and a tad faded, and a chili on my right ankle that was a bit too orange and carrotty looking...both of them desperately needed a shot of red to bring them back to life.
...here's my beautiful boy doing one of the things he does best...(and wearing my skate number with pride!)
My cherries...(he's going to do the leaf another time)
My chili...
...and them both together...
...and wrapped!! very VERY tightly so I couldn't walk properly...thanks Maffoo! *sarcasm*
Luckily I have a tattooist on hand 24/7 to help me take care of my ink properly while it's healing...but evenso, I've still fucked tattoos up before by not doing the right things during the healing process. Hence why I take such good care of them now, and it drives me so mad when I see people who clearly don't realise how much they're damaging something that a) cost them a lot of money, and b) hurts like buggery to fix!
I ALWAYS keep my tattoos wrapped up overnight (as should everyone...it's an open wound people!) and then the next morning I get into a hot bath with the dressing on (to loosen it before pulling it away from my skin) and I try and soak my ink for a while (or blast it with hot water from the shower head) whilst massaging it to help drain out lymph.
...this pic is of my dressings after I soaked them off...cool huh?! pictures on tissue...printed with lymph! Yummy!
It's lymph-oozing that causes scabs to build up, so the more of this you can get rid of in the first wash, the less your tattoo will scab up. Then I give it a good wash in antibacterial liquid soap and pat it dry, leaving it to dry completely before applying a thin layer of bepanthen. Then I try and keep it as clean and dry as I can, other than giving it a quick wash in anti-bac for the next few mornings (applying more thin smears of Bep after I've washed it). I must warn you though, it's a really thick and viscous creme, so it's quite hard to apply, especially to a sore sensitive area.
This aftercare routine works really well for me and Mr Gory, and it's stopped me (Scabby McScabberson) from scabbing quite as badly as I usually do...and Mr Gory doesn't get any scabs. Bepanthen might be for babies' arses, but it's a goddamn wonder-creme when it comes to tattoo healing...it's just as good as Tattoo Goo, if not better.
As soon as the tattoos are less sore I'll be recommencing the jogging programme along with the Fletch (or fletchpig.com as I'm now calling him)...gah, this exercise thing sucks!
Sunday, May 04, 2008
The LRG in Total Tattoo
Total Tattoo is one of my favorite magazines...and Roller Derby is my all-time favorite sport, so you can imagine how stoked (sorry...I hate that word but it's perfect. I'm STOKED) I am to see my favorite sport in my favorite magazine.
Wicked-loud snaps to the LRG!! You girls rock xx
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!
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!
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