I’m doing a terrible job of keeping this place updated at the moment. Even my endlessly fascinating roller derby posts have dried up. That’s because I’ve missed a few practices, and there’s only so many times I can post pics of my bruises. But here, have some Carrie news:
Derby: I have come down with The Fear recently. I think this is since I graduated from Fresh Meat to Rec League and realised the others weren’t going to take it easy on us any more. This realisation probably occurred as I was hurtling through the air towards a wall after being properly hit by Sin for the first time. Oh. My. God. Wind knocked out of me, head hit floor, wanted to die…got back up again lest anyone think I am a big girl. Note to all: I am a big girl. Please stop hitting me! Alas, I am in the wrong sport for that. Although it is helping my agility as I then did anything to avoid being hit by Sin, which included some fancy footwork which saw her glide past me instead of being slammed.
I need to buy new skates, and not in a ‘need’ way that means I actually just want new skates (like I need new kneepads and wheels). My current ones are damaging my toes and as much as I like them and wish I could just get on with them, I think it’s time. I’m trying to work out sizing at the moment. My Anarchy skates are a size 6 (UK) which is the size I wear in shoes, but I know a lot of skaters go a size up for their skates. So maybe all that’s wrong here is the wrong size, which should be easy to fix, right? Well, maybe, but then I have to decide which kind of skate I want, how much to pay, do I want to worry about plates right now? (Short answer: not really.) There’s a lot of information out there and it’d be great if someone could just jump out of nowhere and say ‘Here! These are your perfect skates. Enjoy!’ Anyway, I’ve had some advice and narrowed downs ones to try, and will head off to the skate shop next week, hopefully leaving with shiny new ones!
Feet: I had another podiatrist appointment last week. It was a lady podiatrist this time because apparently my usual dude doesn’t work on Fridays, which it would have been nice to know when I made my appointment. Because I then had to explain again that I do roller derby and sorry sorry sorry for the state of my toes. And also forgot about my bruised shin until she asked me to roll my trouser legs up and I saw her wince. She has added yet more weird things to my insoles in an effort to fix my goddamn feet. They have been a lot better, the arch pain is gone, the heel pain has reduced. If I actually did the stretches I am supposed to do more than once a week they would probably be better. We’re now trying to fix the cramping I get on my outer foot, which is mostly caused by that part of my foot going ‘WTF? I’m having to take all this new pressure all of a sudden?’ That is my expert diagnosis. So I have these new circular additions to my insoles in the middle of my feet, which is weird.
I can maybe possibly maybe start running again in a couple of weeks. Maybe.
Work: Is work is work. Last week I was at a conference in Cambridge for the day and had to write about it for our blog. This is my first attempt and it’s been far more stressful than I expected. I don’t know what tone to use, or what voice, or how much of me should be in it. I think I’ve finished it now but we’ll see if they like it. The rest of work is not exactly thrilling me, but maybe it’s just a hump I need to get over.
Books: I am still making my way through the Song of Ice and Fire books, after being hooked on the Game of Thrones tv series. I loved the first three, they were quick reads because so much was happening and I had to know what was going on. A Feast For Crows isn’t holding my attention as much, but I’m getting there.
Films: I finally saw Harry Potter this weekend. I enjoyed it, for the most part, but I thought that damn epilogue was just as bad as it was in the books. Badly done and mostly unnecessary. No matter how hard they tried with the makeup, they still looked like kids playing dress up. In very dweeby clothes might I add. They’re supposed to be what, not even 40? You can be 40 and not dress in power suits and bad blouses. And you don’t have to have a gut, Ron. I think the first part of Deathly Hallows is my favourite of the films, it had the best mix of book/plot and down time where we got to sit with the characters a bit. The dancing scene is wonderful. The second part is more action-packed and mostly moves from battle to battle. I think the Harry/Ginny relationship suffered a lot in the films. I found it hard to care about them at all, which also added to the scene at the end’s misfire. Hermione and Ron get a lot of screen time as Harry’s friends, but Ginny only turns up every now and then, looking at him longingly or stealing a kiss, and then she’d gone again. Anyway, give it five years and they’ll reboot the whole thing, and we can start again.