Loveing this Weekend!

In the spirit of keeping with the idea that I am going to post more, here I am, nearly a Zombie, but writing down the weekend you've been getting bits and pieces of...

First off: Gig on Friday, with Paul and Lorraine. FINE time! Much rock was had, and I am really excited about New Years Weekend! We play both Friday and Saturday, and there are a lot of people I've been missing. The rock is back and both nights are going to be some serious fun. Please come down and be a part of us, either night. We're not playing as much as we used to, and it's such a part of what I am, that when I do get on stage some days, it's going to 11. Trust me.

I learned a LOT this weekend with skating and the first thing I learned was on Saturday morning. If I am going to do back to back Gig with Derby practice, I need to drink WAY more water. You don't think about it on stage, all the time, but your body sure knows it the next day. LEG CRAMPS!!!! You know the ones you get in the night sometimes? Imagine both legs only not just the one muscle, front and back, all of 'em. Never been so close to crying ever.

Worked that practice tho thinking, you'll be scrimmaging in Madison tomorrow learn as much as you can NOW. Leg cramps do go away. Do it NOW.

After practice, (and a quick nap on my part) we nipped down to Madison to see the opening Bout of the Mad Rollin Dolls season, GREAT skating! One of their teams, the Quad Squad, was the one we we were set to scrimmage the next morning.

Watched them skate. Oh gods...

The coolest thing tho, was that this is the team my friend Allie Gator, one of the best skaters going and certainly as good as anyone skating Derby these days is, was on that team, and the space we were scrimmaging at was the very FIRST place I'd ever put on Derby Gear and tried skating, with her, Joan of Dark, Jane Ire, and Fluer De Lys, a year ago.

Hang on, even have a pic of this moment..

And a year later. Back to the same space, scrimmaging them...With MY team. Chippewa Valley Roller Girls.

Getting ready in the same spot. Cool? Do you not THINK SO??? When I was there last, Joan and Allie and Jane held my hands, Fluer lent me gear, I skated for up to 2 minutes at a time before I had to rest. Uh-huh.

Wasn't sure I could skate Derby then but there wasn't an OPTION on this, they knew I could. Warming up this morning, watching the Quad Squad and my team, I knew there was no way I was nearly as good as anyone on this track, either team. Not false modesty here, I'm not.

But I was THERE. And there was no way I was going to let this one go by. Sometimes you just think, there are things in life that if you don't go the hell for it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. It doesn't MATTER what you feel tho, as long as you DO it. Trust me on this one, a little trial by fire never hurt anyone.

I learned so much. It was very like, in a lot of ways, that Flash Girls gig, opening for Warren Zevon, my third gig EVER, sold out show. We weren't READY, we had no clue what we were doing, but that doesn't much matter when it comes down to it, it matters if you DO it or not.


Playing music, I know and trust my bandmates, I know my instrument, I know I rock and can gauge an audience and rock them, making magic and KNOW this will work, which is something you learn from getting on stage a hundred times and experiencing.

Skating Derby, I am back to square one.

But I'm learning. And I trust my teammates. Did I rock this? Yeah. I did. I had a couple good moves. I was THERE. I got knocked over, I got hit, I fell down. And got up, caught the pack, went back in it, and did everything that was in me, the best I could do.

Did I muck it up? Yup. Sure did. Doesn't matter. I learned.

I posted on FB that all I wanted for Xmas was one good hit today on Allie Gator, and I got it. She let me, the moves were right, last jam of the scrimmage, there was an opening, she waited until I got into the right spot for the hit, I hit her. And it was a good hit, I did it right. (I love you Gator, since the day we met)

That means everything. Went to the box right after for a major forearm and cutting the track on the way to the penalty box, 2 min, but yeah, I did THAT ONE MOVE right.

And that's Derby.

Came home, fed the Bengals and aired out my pads. Can hardly move, so tired, it's hard to think. And yeah, I hurt. But I know what I want, I know what I need to work on, and I have a whole lot of people who KNOW I am going to do it.

Including myself.

And that's a pretty darn sweet feeling.

Love and Skating, Quiche MeDeadly