Wednesday, August 15, 2018

My New Adventure...ROLLER DERBY!

5 years ago I started this blog because I wanted to share my journey to competing in a bodybuilding show. Due to many different obstacles, I never completed that goal. I decided that competing really wasn't for me and not for a lack of trying. I started reading a little book that Greg from GCode Nutrition gave to me and it's very interesting to see how we view the world in the same way. One of the first chapters in his paperback is about his passion for basketball and the dream of becoming a professional player, the time, discipline and effort he devoted to the sport. In the end, Greg did not become that NBA star, his dream crushed after years of dedication. That's basically what happened with my dream of becoming a figure competitor. What is described in this chapter is essentially what has happened to me throughout my life with many things I have tried to become, including a "bodybuilder". When Greg writes about his experience with basketball, it's not the failure of becoming a star it is the lesson he learned, he was equipped with the tools that would serve him for the rest of his life. The same holds true for me.

I wrote in my very first blog post that I have never been an athlete or played organized sports. In 9th grade, I took a chance at trying out for softball. I had never played in my life and could only throw and catch the ball. I couldn't swing and hit a ball for my life. Most of the others trying out had been playing since they were children and I didn't make the cut. That is the extent of my experience with sports. I have also written about my new found passion for roller skating. About 2 weeks ago, a customer and friend tagged me on a Jersey Shore Roller Girls Facebook post. The team was starting their "Fresh Meat" program for roller derby, "Pork Rollers". My initial response was, "I can't do that because I can't afford to get injured." Someone responded from JSRG and said, "it's not as dangerous as you think" and that got me thinking...I watched a bout last month and it didn't really look as crazy as I thought. In came Professor Google and I started reading blog posts, watching videos and learning more about what roller derby really is. After some careful research, I learned roller derby in the 70s and 80s was often scripted and rehearsed. The rules have changed since then, safety and fairness are important. To be quite honest, elbows to the face, tripping, punching, shoving, grabbing and head butting other teams isn't allowed. The women are still pushing and shoving each other around, there are bruises and injuries, but practice and bouts are more about the game strategy than trying to injure other players. I have never played a sport in my life and at the age of 39 years, 7 months and 23 days I have decided to joined a full contact sport. I emailed the group and wanted to get myself training, August 13, 2018 was my first night.

I was welcomed with open arms at the door by Cray, she is the head of the organization, and some other women. I handed in the paperwork and fee for the session and was directed over to get "geared up". I have my own skates and I bought a molded mouth guard, but I needed all of the protective gear and the team had plenty for the new recruits to borrow. I sorted through everything, trying on knee pads, wrist guards, embarrassing myself trying on elbows pads (I put knee pads on my elbows!), and finding a helmet that fit my head properly. Kelly, who I met through Coach Diana, was also there. It was great to see a familiar face and made me feel a little less intimidated. After all the Pork Rollers were geared up, we met Jacki who would be coaching us. Fortunately, all the Pork Rollers felt comfortable enough to skate, so we immediately went out and did a couple laps, then some stretching. We got right into learning how to fall, AHHHHH. Knee taps, this was scary for me. You're skating and basically falling onto one knee in a lunge without touching the floor and getting back up without using your hands. I took a deep breath, skated forward and fell onto my right knee, hands up and got up without touching my leg. WOW, I did something right. On the way back, I fell onto the left which was a little harder for me. But I'll get stronger as I practice on and off skates. We moved onto double knee taps, derby stance, skated in a "pack", wall drills and even learned how to t-stop, something I wasn't able to do for the past 4 months. Needless to say, I was a sweaty mess, more because of anxiety than the exercise itself.

About halfway through our practice, Cray came over with a group of women. She announced that we were all being assigned a "Big Sister". My Big Sister is MILF, yes MILF lol. All of the girls have derby names, eventually I guess I'll have one. MILF was quick to speak with me and I'm happy that I have someone I can ask questions and get to train with. By the end of the evening, I was even more excited to be joining this team than I was when I walked in. I was asked by quite a few of the girls if I was going to come and train with them on Thursday and Friday. Initially I said I'm not sure and the more I thought about it on the way home, the more I thought I should. I am never going to be able to learn and pass the required tests if I don't practice. I had a little anxiety about giving up my Friday nights at open skate because it's been my routine for the past 4 months and it's just a fun night. I weighed out what was more important to me at this point, hanging out and just skating around or learning the skills I would need to play derby? I wouldn't be dedicating myself if I didn't go and skate with the team on Friday's. Needless to say, I will be skating Monday, Thursday and Friday's with the JSRG. I will still have my fun night of skating on Wednesday's and once I get all of the protective gear I will be able to skate at Doc Cramer in the roller hockey rinks there. If roller skating wasn't my life before, it has become that now.

My life has always been hectic, Brian and I used to joke that we worked better under pressure than without a deadline. I haven't lost focus on the store, the gym or my spin classes. I just know that I will  not be able to relax and watch as much television as I did before. My DVR will probably start giving me anxiety as soon as the fall shows start, every time that thing reaches 50% full I have a panic attack. What is more important to me at this point though? Some fictional shows that take my mind off the real world or a sport that will allow me to do the same? I want to be my best and I am ready to devote whatever time and effort I have left in my life to training for this team.




"Don't Dream It, Be It."

Thursday, August 02, 2018

Serenity, Katy Perry and...ROLLER SKATING (Of Course!)

As I sit here in the silence of my home, with only the sound of vehicles racing by, there is a sense of peace that resonates inside of me. I feel like I am finally finding serenity. I have started to settle into the life that has been so tragically changed. The past few months have been extremely difficult dealing with the "anniversary" of Brian's death and all of the emotions that have presented themselves to me. I often find myself having flashbacks to the days leading up to June 30, 2017. Some of those memories make me sad to the point where I am uncontrollably sobbing and often crying myself to sleep. Others bring a wide smile to my face and make me laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. Regardless of what feeling decides to rear its head at any given moment, I continue to allow myself to ride the wave until it crashes at the shore.

When I first started dating Brian, he would always say to me that he never wanted to take away from the things I wanted to do with my life. He was never controlling, didn't stop me from trying new things and always supported any activity I wanted to try. He was well aware of how hectic my life was before we got together, I never had time to do anything for myself I was always working and was not able to take time to just be me. Within the past week, I have realized something important. I have never been "on my own". At the age of 18, I married and lived with my ex-husband and family until I was 27. From the age of 27 through 38, I lived with Brian and for the first few years we stayed with his family. Now, at 39 years old, I am living by myself for the first time. It has been a very scary yet exciting year.

What I have become aware of is: I need to be alone. I am not talking about being isolated from the world, I am talking about having an intimate relationship with myself. I've lived 21 years of my life in a relationship with another person and it started at a very early age. Many people cannot fathom this idea. The thought of not having another human being by their side is frightening to them. I am actually embracing this, learning how to comfort myself in the darkest of moments...laugh by myself...walk into a place I have never been before with the confidence that I don't need to have someone on my arm. Katy Perry has a song called "Pearl" and this song has made me cry on many occasions, today I listen to it and smile. The end of the song gives me such a sense of strength:
"But I woke up and grew strong
And I can still go on
And no one can take my pearl
 
You don't have to be shell, no
You're the one that rules your world, oh
You are strong and you'll learn
That you can still go on
 
And you'll always be a pearl 
She is unstoppable"

I have given up many of my dreams to satisfy the wants of others, sometimes because I was forced to and other times because I felt the need to. Today, I don't have an attachment to anyone and I am able to do what I want...when I want...how I want. I have found a new passion in roller skating, as many people know. I can see Brian standing in front of me telling me that I can do anything and if skating makes me happy then I should continue with it and practice. I even believe he would have told me I should try to play roller derby, even though I am scared to death to get hurt. It would have been him that convinced me to do something I don't believe I am capable of. Brian never stopped me from doing anything. 

Roller skating has been a source of great happiness to me for many reasons. I have been teaching Spin class for 10 years and lifting for over 12 years and although these activities bring joy and happiness to my life they aren't as challenging anymore. Roller skating is a new challenge, something to get better at. I get so excited when I learn a new move or trick. The whole reason I starting taking skating lessons was to learn the crossover. Every one I talk to at the rink and sees me skate thinks I am capable of doing it, but I haven't allowed my brain to trust my feet yet. The past two times I have been skating, I have been attempting a crossover. I haven't tripped myself yet, which I did a few months ago, so maybe I'll be doing this move soon. I have accepted that I am a newbie and I need to just continue to practice and master whatever move I want to learn. 

Talking to the managers at the rink a few weeks ago, I realized something. They pointed out they have never seen me without a smile on my face. They were right. There have been some times that I have arrived in a bad mood, something went wrong during the day and was eating me up inside. But the second I walk in, I am smiling, I am happy and all of my worries disappear. It may say sound silly, but inside that building is my escape from the world...it's like a mini vacation. I truly feel like I did when Brian held me, nothing else in the world matters when I am there. Every time someone asks me about skating I light up and get so excited to talk about it. I said in a previous post that I fell in love with roller skating, and it's 100% true. I am in a "love skate relationship". 
I am finding serenity. I am a pearl, I am unstoppable.





"Don't dream it...be it."