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Flood Day!

No school today because a pipe broke and the D-Pod is flooded.  It’s a sign from the spirits, cuz damn I need this day off after that whirlwind of a fun, derby-filled, girl weekend.

I didn’t log my food or my exercise, but here’s what I can tell you:

  • I did my 50 pushups and 50 crunches each day.  
  • I played a shit ton of derby!
    • Saturday Scrimmage
    • Saturday 5 on 5 tourney
    • Sunday Bloody Sunday
  • I ate… some healthy food.. but mostly not.  😦  ?
    • Saturday–Quinoa Bowl w/ maple syrup, apple, almonds.  3 eggs scrambled w/ spinach.  Jimmy Johns vito for lunch… with a coke…  McDonalds cheeseburgers, fries, and diet Dr. Pepper for dinner…  some energy bites and cuties in between.
    • Sunday: … sausage, biscuit, egg breakfast sammie… plus a biscuit sausage sammie…  energy bite.  Naked Protein smoothie…  veggies and hummus…  beer.  nachos.

So yeah, mostly a bad Mean@$$, but I could have done worse.  (You can’t expect me to avoid McDonald’s or spicy sausage when everyone else is eating it!)  Anyway.  Was stressed out and feeling a lil sorry for myself when Eve & I pulled in to Sunday Bloody Sunday.  Slipped and fell on the ice, landed hard on my knee.  Then I laid there crying for a few minutes until Brix and Eve peeled me off of the ice.  My knee is fine.  It hurt.  I think for a split second I thought it might have been really hurt, but I think mostly I was stressed out and disappointed by getting our asses beat so hard by the MHC team at the Cheyenne 5 on 5 tourney.  It wasn’t so much “losing” to them as it was my three trips to the box as the jammer (in five jams…) that had me down.  Here, I’ll list them:

  • Serelson and Quigley hit me out.  Quigley dropped back, but I thought Serelson had hit me out.  Oops.  Stupid on my part.  I think maybe Serelson had hit me out, but Quigley still had a better position on me.  Anyway.  stupid.
  • Quigley and I were jamming together.  She hit me out, then dropped back.  I started skating back to get behind her.  Her team skated back with her.  So I paused to assess the situation and figure out what to do, when PG said (he was not reffing, but spectating at this time) “She’s not in play, you can’t cut her.”  I knew I had to enter behind her.  But when he said that, I assumed he meant since jammers are never in play, I could go in front of her–something weird with the new rules.  So I went in front of her… and back to the box.  (He meant NOT to cut her, b/c it WAS a penalty.)
  • Quigley and I were jamming together again.  I grabbed Eve’s belt to pull myself through their two blockers.  Quigley, next to me, saw, and rammed into my arm.  Intentionally.  She wasn’t trying to go through or anything, I wasn’t blocking her, but still: multiplayer major on me.

We were supposed to play them again, and I really wanted to, so I could redeem my integrity.  Plus.  Well.  I admit it–I have a little bit of a derby crush on Quigley and this night only emphasized it.  But it was 10:30 and snowing and we were in Cheyenne so instead we went home.  I’ll have to face her (them) another day to redeem myself.  (And it was really fun playign w/ Blew, Eve, Ho J, Batty, and Shank in our bad assed unitards.)

The other thing Quigley did…  her team was ahead and I think it was the fourth jam.  The other team’s jammer was in the box (another team of DRDers, but I think these ones were BA, not MHC) when Quigley, jamming, got a major.  She rolled over to the box and stood there, not sitting down, so that the other team’s jammer served a full minute, and was unable to score again during that jam.

Anyway, so I was laying there on the ice, upset about having been “Quigley’d” and my knee really hurt and I was crying and not getting up and Eve and Brix thought I was really hurt, like doctor hurt, and then I got in the War*house still crying and everyone was all worried and I felt really stupid b/c I knew my knee was just fine.  Ow.  But fine.

So yeah.  My weekend.

 

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Weaning myself.

Yeah… I haven’t written in a few days.  Busy derby weekend.  I’m weaning myself off of this TBT.

So.  Friday.  Avoided the Dove Dark Chocolates like a champion.  Standard breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks.  Speed Skating and Off Skates workout.  Saw an entirely different side of Thunda.  I knew that lady was fit, and now I know why. Shit.  There were multiple “it’s Friday night, right?” comments.  It was a fucking EPiC workout.  Hell.  And then Glory.

Dinner and wine/beer w/ Rowdy, Suri, and Hertz.  Rowdy made: Chicken Sausage Deliciousness and holy hell was it delicious.  Nom nom nom.  Fan-fucking-tastic.  I licked my bowl clean.  Suri made an apple pie.  I had TWO slices and I don’t even care.  Homemade apple pie?  No way I’m passing that shit up.

Woke up Saturday in time for Spin Class.  Usually I “prefer” (“loathe”) BodyPump on Saturdays, but I’m missing Tuesday, Denny came down to join me, and Leslie was teaching.  I sweat a lot.  I think it was mostly wine, too (the sweat.).  It was an extremely difficult class.  Saturdays are “Endurance Cycle” but most of the teachers do their regular thing (Kill Bill added three 5 minute sprints to his “Endurance Cycle” (they are also 15 mins longer…)) but Leslie took the “endurance” part seriously.  A little too seriously if you ask me.

I was feeling a little sickly (hungover, or, asI told Batty, Hang-rover) so I didn’t eat much.  I had a Turkey Sausage muffin before Spin, a Naked Veggie-Berry smoothie and some cheese samples at the grocery, Velveeta mac ‘n cheese, and spaghetti and meatballs.  Ok that sounds like a lot, but it didn’t feel like I ate much.  Had a half glass of wine with dinner.

Sunday Bloody Sunday wasn’t as awful as I thought it would be (after speed-skating, Thunda’s death-by-squatting, and Leslie’s death-by-bicycle, I was concerned.)  I died hard when I had a couple of power jams as a jammer, but everyone said I did well.  I got a good three scoring passes in, I just need to get to where I can run the clock out on those.  It was really fun today, and Alex Terminateu skated with USPS.  I really like her.  She looked good in Navy.  😉  I’m excited for the next draft because between newbs and transfers, there are a lot of skaters ready to move up!  It would have been more fun if Dosa had been there, though.

And then I drank a lot.  Beer.  Margarita.  Vodka OJ.  Wine.  And ate a large Wahoo’s Bonzai bowl w/ Cajun Fish (delicious) and a bowl of Tim’s chili.  With everything.  Unfortunately I’m feeling a little sickly with some stomach issues.  Clearly a result of my poor food choices.  So.  I’ll be back on the wagon tomorrow.

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