Last night we trained our arses off and I am actually sore today. For those who don’t know me well, I hardly get sore after training, and that’s not me bragging or anything, I really don’t get sore after derby. Looks like doing karate/tae kwondo/kung fu since I was 13 has finally paid off! Oh yeah, remind me to skip training when Templar Tantrum (Team Zebra) is coaching. What’s that? He’s going to be training us every other Monday? Oh. Great! T^T
So our warm-up was a 20 min paceline, with intervals of slow and sprint periods. The paceline is my enemy, in fact I was so sucky at it I was inspired to practice sticky skating in low derby stance outdoor skating around my block during the Christmas break. It paid off and I am better at doing the pace line but I was in no way prepared for Templar’s “warm-up”. Holy hell. I was drenched in sweat, the tops of my thighs were burning, and I was making little moaning noises with the effort of trying to push my body to keep going. It got to a point where I felt like I could do 2 more laps and then I was going to have to knee-slide out of the paceline or I was going to injure my thigh muscle. Thankfully, at that point the drill ended and I staggered back to the benches, breathing hard. Oh. My. Gawd. Let’s not do that again for another month, k?
After that “warm-up” we stretched and then moved onto some more drill involving sprinting 1 min, doing a skill for 1 min/20 reps (push-ups/planks/etc) which would then waterfall down into sprinting 10 sec, doing a skill for 10 sec/10 reps (I think, it’s all a bit of a sweaty blur really). I decided to man up and do non-girly push-ups for the drill, which was good for the first few rounds but I was forced to do girly push-ups for the remainder of the drill. Templar corrected my manly push-up form which I was grateful for. Apparently I was sticking my arse in the air instead of keeping my body straight :S
The next drill was with a medicine ball. I noticed the balls when we were gearing up and I eyeballed Templar and asked if they were medicine balls. ‘No’ he said, with a dead straight serious poker face, ‘the numbers are so I can keep track of how many balls I have.’ Uh huh. Or they could have numbers cos they are MEDICINE BALLS. We got split into 2 groups, and had to line up then sit on the floor, spread our legs (sounds great hey!) and shuffle in closer to make a kinky multi-wheeled derby snake. We then had to hold our arms up (‘DONOTPUTYOURARMSDOWNORYOUAREDOINGDRILLSWITHME!’ commanded Templar) and pass a medicine ball back and forth. I was challenging and fun, cos our group didn’t put our arms down once but the other group did so they had to do drills (suffer!).
At some point, I don’t remember when, I left the rink to sit down for a bit, cos I was feeling like there was a lump in my throat, and not in any way did it feel good. ‘Wow!’, I thought, ‘this just might be the first derby session that I bow out of…’, but after sitting for a bit I felt better so I returned to training in time for SOCK DERBY! If you have never played it, you remove your skates and play a game of derby in your socks. The last time we played this Booty Blockin’ Badges sent my derby wife Soozy Slugworth airborne into the girl’s toilets, so I was a tad apprehensive. Sock derby is also where everyone forgets that it’s meant to be a NON-CONTACT drill, so there is heaps of pushin’ and shovin’. I got to be a Jammer (yay!) and I managed to slip thru the inside line and take lead Jammer status (double yay!). I then ran like hell, caught up with the back and got put in the sin bin for a back block. My karate instinct to block anything with my hands or elbows constantly undoes me in derby. So while I was in the sin bin catching my breath, the other jammer (the lovely Ang El Von Grinder) had a power jam. It was so much fun! I just wish I could be as swift moving thru the pack on-skates and I was off.
So yeah, I survived another training session, I learned how to do manly Dothraki push-ups properly and that when I get lower in speed skating I’m leaning forward (BIG no-no) instead of squatting down more. Not only did I survive but I also have homework which Templar gave us (after telling us how many push-ups and plyometric jumps his 10 year old can do), which I instantly forgot. I think he said to do 3 sets of different pylometric jumps every night. Well I just started the Roller Derby Workout Challenge and I’ll be working out every night so that means that I kinda don’t NEED to do pylo’s right? Right? Well, that’s going to be my excuse anyways, let’s hope it sticks.