From Dec 6

Wow.  What a weekend.  I have had the greatest time, I could not have hoped for a better time.  It also turned in to a complete cheat weekend, so food is NOT counted!  It was my first ever bout!  And I solemnly swear that I will not act in the same fashion when I am skating in said bout.  After all, I will be back in the athlete frame of mind then.   

But the weekend!  Oh my!  It was a fabulous success.  Over 800 people paid to come.  Apparently a few snuck in after we packed up the ticket table, but as far as I'm concerned, bully for them, at least that means more people came to see what we're all about.  800 people is insane!  It was such a great venue, and a great day.  Some kind rollergirl brought me a wheelchair to get around in, and Entropy, my co-benchie, wheeled me out after the bout when the girls did their skate-out.  I got a bunch of high-fives and plenty of giggles, which is always a win.  We came second by eleven points, but it was a fantastic game and I'll never forget the joy, the atmosphere, and the incredible love of all the people who came along.  My parents had a great time, and I saw some people from school who came along to check us out.  I never thought "It should be me" at any point, which I think is pretty big.  Very accepting, if I may say so myself.  A few of the other injured ninjas have told me that then had a bit of a teary on the day, or the night before, but I'm proud that I was just there to support and assist the girls and boys who were involved.  And oh!  The after-parties!

There were THREE after-parties!  Obviously I've never been the host league for an after-party but seeing that many well-known faces was fantastic.  The first after-party was at the Kings Beach Tavern and only lasted for about an hour and a half.  Sadly I can't be mobile and babysit my drink at the same time, so I sat with a bunch of ladies whom I love and had a little chat there instead.  I sure don't regret that!  Then we moved to Billie Machette's apartment around the corner.  This was my turn to exercise!  Her flat is something like 5 or 6 storeys up, with only stair access!  It was so funny butt-scooting up there.  It was like 6 flights of tricep dips - helloooo Suzy Hotrod arms!  Once at the top there was drinking, dancing, connecting with these amazing people who have been such a huge part of my life and my heart for the past 9 months that I couldn't imagine life without them!  I semi-proposed to my derby-wife-to-be, so we're engaged and will have a wedding at the Christmas party, hopefully!  I barely used my crutches, instead I hopped and scooted around, beer in hand or mouth. And we crawled back down all those stairs to be home for 4.  And back to the President's house for hangover brunch.  Delicious!

Gaaaw, it was amazing.  Penergy! and I got our drink-dial on an sent emails to Val Capone, derby announcer and Windy City Rollers legend, as well as emailing fiveonfive magazine's Assaultin' Pepa who sent our message to the while 5280 Fight Club!  We've since received messages back from a few of the ladies which absolutely topped off the weekend.  I love that our international heroes are so darn sweet that they are touched with our fangirldom!  

So after a weekend of excess today has been a recovery day.  I'm updating from my phone so I can't make it fancy, but here's the low-down on today. 

Breakfast: Smoothie and coffee
Snack: 2 x pb + coffee
Lunch: Stir-fried vegies and tuna
AT: Coffee + apple
Dinner: Steak and salad

Workout: 30mins pilates while watching Fight Club.  Super cute watching it again after starting derby.  It's disturbingly alike. 


Off to snuggle my bed, I start work again tomorrow, yahooo!