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Wednesday, March 5

  • 2 hour Nona Practice
  • 1 hour Fight Club Practice

Energy level is pretty low.  Worried I’m not eating enough.  

Food Today:

  • 1 egg, 1 egg white, english muffin
  • apple, greek yogurt
  • Chicken, white rice, broccoli
  • Superfood Salad, Summer Roll
  • banana
  • Protein Shake (16 oz Coconut Milk, 2 scoops Vanilla Designer Whey)
  • Kind Bar
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The end is near…

Food: 2800+

  • Honey Nut Cheerios + 1% milk, banana, coffee, sugar free hazelnut creamer
  • apple, greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola
  • SunDried tomato wrap with spinach, grilled chicken, greek yogurt cucumber dressing, mushroom and reduced fat swiss cheese.  Energy bites.  Crystal Ice.  Zone Protein Bar.  Clementines.
  • Irish Soda Bread
  • Smoothie: frozen berries, spinach, pom, greek yogurt, honey, whey protein, banana.
  • Yogurt Pretzels.  Wine.

Exercise:

  • Reilly Walk
  • 50 Push ups
  • 50 situps

Basically the only thing I’m succeeding at this TBT is my 50 push ups and 50 sit ups a day.  Yesterday was “Bread Day” and there was homemade bread in the room where we had our Department Chair meeting.  I dramatically turned my back to it and ate none, despite the delicious smelling cream cheese covered bagel the woman sitting next to me was eating.  I indulged only in some extra coffee.  I starved all the way till lunch, despite being busy and my snack.

I had a huge lunch.  Then I came upstairs and jammed on my protein bar and snuck across the hall for a piece of bread with a bit of cream cheese and stole a handful of Dove chocolates.  *sigh.*

Made a huge smoothie disaster for dinner.  (I never use enough fluid and the stupid things won’t blend and I find that irritating.  Highly irritating.)  It tasted great, btw.  Went home, jammed on handfuls of yogurt pretzels and a glass of wine.

Today is Parent-Teacher conferences, so I will indulge in an Italian Dinner provided by our parents, and I don’t even feel bad.  Tomorrow, there are no classes at the gym I can go to.  I will walk Reilly, do my push/sit ups, and… I dunno.  I need to do some kind of at home workout, the trouble is I suck at those.  I have Sunny’s Frida Awesome Jammer workout.  I could do that…  we’ll see.

After tonight, Basketball is over for me, Conferences are out of the way, I should be able to get back to my routine.

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Almond Shake

Almond Shake

Blend Together:

1/4 cup Almond Butter
1 cup Almond Milk
1.5 bananas
2 tbl chia seeds
2 tbl whey protein
Optional: 1 tbl. Hershey’s Special Dark Syrup

* That’s not Starbucks in my cup…  😉

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Breaking Point

Food:

  • 2 egg muffins, coffee with sugar free caramel macchiato creamer, banana? 
  • 6 Clif Shot Bloks (2 servings)
  • beer
  • Cheesy Penne with Broccoli, white wine
  • NACHOS!!!  Red Wine.
  • Red Wine.
  • the rest of the heart chocolates
  • some dove dark chocolates
  • Probably more red wine.

Exercise:

  • 50 toe push ups
  • 50 sit ups
  • scrimmage
  • Reilly walk

So I hit my breaking point yesterday.  Which is probably a good thing, because maybe now I can finally move forward.  I’m proud of how I played yesterday.  I made lots of stupid mistakes, for which I have lots of stupid justifications.  But I played my hardest, and I only gave up when I had to (and there were a couple of times my legs were so fatigued I had to give up.)  I literally left it all on the track.  More than once.  

Yes, I had three(ish) very stupid cuts.  I’m sitting here visualizing them.  Why?  I need to focus on what I did well.  Those three cuts were the result of my body not reacting as quickly as my mind.  My legs were lead.  

Ever lit a real fire?  Like when you camp?  At the end of the night, the wood has burned and you’re left with wood coals?  The dying embers of the fire?  You blow on them and they ignite, only to burn out more thoroughly?  

That was my legs yesterday.  But I kept blowing on them and telling them to light it up again, and they did.  There were two times my legs were lead and I gave up.  My first jam and my last jam.  Even though it was physical… it was mental.

My first jam was two jams, since I went to the box.  And both jams were identical: I fought and fought and fought at the front and was stuck, stuck, stuck, until I broke through after the Fight Club jammer (first Cass, then Alpha.)  Both jammers played “eat the baby” on me.  I cut Cass.  I don’t remember what happened with Alpha.  I remember getting hit out and ending up at the back of the pack behind Queen.  I tried getting by her once or twice and couldn’t, so I gave up and rolled there for maybe 3 seconds before the jam clock expired.  Then I cried a lot.  

It was just like… I’m almost there, almost there, almost there, then I got out and was pulled back in.  Fuck.  It’s how I feel about the whole situation.  It was a physical manifestation of my mental state.  Except that I gave up at the end.  And sometimes I wonder why I don’t give up for real.  Mostly I have.  If I’m not going to get there, what am I fighting for?  And I don’t think I’m going to get there, so…  I’m lost.  Jamming the first and second jam against Fight Club–ten fresh Fight Club skaters, all after me. (And they were, since both jammers pulled an “eat the baby.”) WTF did I think would happen?  I did great.  I fought and fought and fought and made those girls work to hold me.  Ok, I never got out.  But I literally left it all on the track.  Physically, emotionally, I left it all there.  And then I went back and did it again.  And that time, I did get out, and there was no baby eating (though they tried.)  

The last jam…  I cut Cherry.  Stupid.  I was on a power jam and doing great, loving life, when I felt my legs go “FUCK YOU, MENACE!” and I went “shit.”  Mentally, I gave up.  Cherry hit me out and I cut her.  Even if the Apex is a bitch for cutting, I should know better.  I do.  I was jumping back in bounds as she was rolling back, and my legs were tired and my attempt to stay out of bounds when I saw her rolling back was ineffective.  So I went to the penalty box and proceeded to have an asthma attack.  So I took my helmet off.  For which I was scolded.  I know I’m not supposed to do that.  I’d already caused one scene Sunday, I didn’t need to cause another.  Options were: puke, pass out, or take my helmet off so I could breathe. I chose oxygen and I chose correctly.  And I put my helmet back on as soon as I could breathe.   Safety, first, right?  Even when you’re the jammer and safety means a two minute jammer penalty.  

So, yes, a dramatic Sunday.  

Saturday, I’m going to do it again.  In a public, hour long Fight Club vs. The World scrimmage, I will jam for the world.  And I won’t get out, and I won’t score, and it will be okay because I will leave it all on the track.  Except next time, I’ll leave it all on the track in a “fuck yeah, bitches!” way instead of a sobbing in the corner way.  

 

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The Vascillation Cont-inues…

Food:

  • Honey Nut Cheerios w/ Almond Milk, banana, coffee w/ SugarFree Caramel Macchiato creamer
  • Apple, Greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola
  • Subway turkey w/ avocado, all the veggies, no cheese, honey mustard, MOR carbonated water, Parmesan Sun Chips
  • Dove Dark Chocolates.  Hershey’s Special Dark.
  • Pork Chop w/ BBQ sauce, garlic triscuits, Crystal Light
  • 2 Diet Cokes
  • Bag of M&Ms
  • Oreos and Milk.  Real 1% milk.
  • Wine.

Exercise:

  • 50 toe pushups
  • 25 cobras, 25 v-ups
  • Lunch Walk, Stair Climb, etc.

I had a great day yesterday.  I worked 14hrs.  (6:45am-8:45pm. Basketball Clock.)  I really enjoyed everyone’s old school derby photos and the stories that went with them.  Plus it was cool how everyone positively responded to my idea.  By the end of the day, when Gaygan told the derby world to join us, I was beaming and felt like a total badass.  I went home and told Tim all about it.  And Tim was proud of me, too, and posted a picture from my actual first bout.  On my drive home, I felt certain the influx of chocolate would surely end, now that I recognize my own badassery.  Alas.  It was not to be.  😉

Because I had a busy day, I took a walk during my lunch break.  I felt naughty and kept looking over my shoulder.  (At one point the school’s security golf cart did take off from the school in my direction…)  Other than that… it was great!  I walked about…  2-3 miles?  I wanted to get my 10,000 steps in yesterday, even though I’d be working all day.  Then during basketball, I walked up and down the main hallway stairs between games and at halftimes.  I not only achieved 10,000+ steps, I also climbed 40 floors (a personal best, I think, and I didn’t even have to climb up to Dr. Borman’s office!)

Oh–Almond Milk for breakfast.  Apparently dairy is bad for me.  I have a consultation w/ Cruelie coming up, and I think she will say it is bad…  Sunny seems in agreement.  So I bought Almond Milk to try it out.  It was fine on my cereal until I got to the bottom and tried to drink it.  Okay, I succeeded in drinking it but it was all thick and creamy like whole milk and ew.  EWWWWW.

Anyway, so I went to bed feeling a total badass and then I woke up all bleeeehhhhhgh again.  *Sigh.*  This is getting so old.  It’s draining.  Regulate, damn it.  Maybe if I stop eating chocolate all day long.  I emailed Sweets asking her to help me prioritize my derby goals.  I start one and never master it then work on something new, etc.  Plus Blew & I need a Cont training plan, so I’d like some help with that.  Maybe prioritizing will help and I won’t feel so “what’s the point.”

I would argue the only person I see working harder than me is Sweets herself.  That doesn’t mean everyone else isn’t doing it, just that’s what I see at practice.  She’s also there early, but she does more than roll around aimlessly.  She also focuses on drills, etc.  So it’s hard feeling like I work harder than a bunch of people that just moved above me.  And I got this “Most Improved” award, right?  And everyone thinks that means I’m doing well.  Well.  Based on the current layout of things, I think it means I must have really really sucked a year ago and I’m “meh” now.

Everyone else thinks I’m a badass.  Why can’t I?  Or, I do… for a bit…  then I just don’t see it anymore.  Why is it so fleeting?

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Back on track? Eh…

Food:

  • Cruelie burrito, 1% milk, coffee w/ carmel macchiato sugar free creamer
  • apple, greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola
  • Turkey and swiss on wheat.  Crystal Light.  Steamed broccoli.  2 dark chocolate reese’s (the little guys.)  2 red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting.  
  • dark chocolate reese’s…. like…  8.  
  • Leftover Spicy Shrimp Noodle Bowl, leafy greens salad w/ tofu and gorgonzola cheese w/ balsamic vinegar and olive oil.
  • Wine.  …  dark chocolate reese’s.  

Exercise:

  • 78 toe push ups, 50 situps
  • short O’Reilly walk
  • 2 hr Rad Die practice 
  • 30 minute Helen Wheels practice

Those Reese’s are evil.  I need to stop eating them.  And the Dove Chocolates.  I did great through the day and ate none.  Then before practice I just stuffed my face.  And I had two of Colin’s mom’s Red Velvet w/ Cream Cheese frosting cupcakes.  I’d licked all of the frosting off the first one so I had to eat the cupcake bare.  I needed a second to appreciate the combination of flavors.  Which was divine, btw.  😉  

Everyone seems to be enjoying the homework, so that’s good.  Plus it’s wildly entertaining for me, so there’s that.  Haha.  I hope everyone does the tough part of the homework, and not just the fun part.  (The tough part being something similar to my Congratulations, Menace post.  Or any type of celebration of one’s own Travel Team Awesomeness.  Per Bonnie D’Stroir’s advice.  The fun part being: post a picture on facebook of yourself when you started playing roller derby.)  

I’m not sure whose picture is my favorite so far.  They are all super awesome.  

My shitty derby attitude continues.  A bit.  I think?  Rad Die gave us “work on your own stuff” time last night, and I let Sweets test out my skates while I sat out instead.  I did do some pushups.  (That’s why 78 instead of 50.)  And I didn’t find a partner in time for another drill, so sat out then as well…  I dunno.   It’s just… what’s the point of busting my ass every second of every practice?  It didn’t get me where I wanted, and other people who work less hard did get there.  So I should be doing what they’re doing, right?  Not what I’ve been doing.  But that’s not the right attitude either.  I think I’m just lost and confused right now, and since I’m not sure what to do…. well.  Sometimes it’s easier to just sit out and take a breather here and there.  

I’m hoping to get back to my old self sooner than later.  Or figure out what to do if I’m not going to be busting my ass all the time.  It feels weird sitting out.  I don’t like it.  

 

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Murderball Madness!

Food:

  • Jimmy Dean Turkey Sausage muffin w/ coffee and creamer and Naked Berry Blast
  • Italian Sammie w/ fries and ranch and two beers
  • Bertolli Chicken Parmesan Pasta meal w/ wine and homemade garlic “bread”
  • dove chocolates
  • ice cream

Exercise:

  • Reilly walk w/ Tim
  • 50 pushups
  • 50 situps

Hit up my brother’s Murderball Tourney yesterday with my husband.  We met my dad, Rowdy, Eve, and Lops there.  It was so fun!  Matt is a fucking beast!  We saw two games yesterday; his team played and won three.  The first game they played against their own “B” team, so it was a bit of a blow-out.  But… it was cool to watch, and I got to the one friend of Matt’s I know play, Javi.  What was super cool is that while Matt is basically the best player on his team…  Javi didn’t get a whole lot of play time (he’s much more impaired than Matt.)  But… I got to see both play, and it’s cool that he’s Matt’s bf on the team.  The second game was really close, vs. the University of Arizona (@Tuscon) Wildcats.  Apparently they’d stomped Matt’s team earlier this season.  Well, the Quin’s returned the favor yesterday.  It was badass.  They had two girls on their team and both were really good.

Then we came home, I had Bertolli and wine and passed out.  Matt has two more games today, but it’s during Sunday Bloody Sunday so I’m missing.  Sad day.

It was super fun, and it was extra special since my friends came!  I posted it on the forum since I think Roller Derby and Murderball would draw similar crowds, and maybe we could cross advertise or something (or the Harlequinns could do a halftime show, which was an idea that came up,) but I didn’t really expect anyone to come.  Then three people did!  And it was super fun and we had a great time and I love ROLLERDERBY.

Oh.  And Matt is dating this girl Morgan and I met her yesterday.  Verdict pending.

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