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luckycanuck) wrote2011-10-23 11:45 pm
luckycanuck) wrote2011-10-23 11:45 pm
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Violent puns and fishnets
I had my second experience with roller derby yesterday and it was quite something. My friend Bikerchick was competing in the curtain raiser to the grand final, which wound up being a tremendously compelling match (or bout as they are called.) I was highly impressed with the athleticism of many of the players, and compared it to professional wrestling, except not the least bit fake. The similarity derives from the theatricality of the sport. It was a lot of fishnets and violence based puns, and it's a sport I now appreciate much more now that I understand the rules better. I'm sure I will see it again.
I wound up at the after party with a number of the players including Bikerchick whose attempts to get me to arm wrestle one of her teammates fell flat. I did enjoy being in the background keeping mostly to myself, though often this is mistaken for not enjoying the festivities. I was fine until a group of people wound up heading to one of Canberra's gay bars (or possibly the only one.)
I've been in more than my share of gay bars with the Convicts, and I am fine in the environment. This, however was not my environment. It was loud and crowded and by this point in the evening I had not a lot of bandwidth left, but the problem started before I even went inside. When I am out with the Convicts, I am amongst friends, and I am in places I know. This was not the case last night. I may as well have been on the dark side of the moon I felt so out of my element. I felt I had no business being there like I do with the Convicts, and I was nervous even as we walked there. I would have thought I was fine with gay bars, but maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm just ok with Convict bars, or maybe I'm just not ok with night clubs generally unless I have a good reason. Whatever the explanation, I quickly went into aspie stress mode, was unable to look anyone in the eye, had to sit down, and wound up being led to a spot where I could do so. I was right next to the dance floor in a loud and crowded room, and apparently I was sitting on broken glass but was too close having a panic attack to notice. I didn't last long, and Bikerchick led me outside where I was slowly able to come down from my near freakout.
We wound up having a nice chat about my aspie tendencies and her own struggles, and I dozed off on her sofa while watching True Blood. I awoke to her cat headbutting me repeatedly in an effort to get fed.
Today was a quieter day, though I did get to the gym and did an arm and chest oriented workout.
TW: 5 rounds - 10 bench press, 10 hanging pullups. Then 10 rounds - 15 HR pullups, 15 bicep curls.
Yesterday was more tire fun and a go at Fran (3:12). I'm getting better at thrusters but it will probably be a long road since anythign squat related is an awkward movement for me.
Tonight I dined with Bakerypenguin and family and then watched the rugby world cup final while wearing black. It wasn't the most satisfying match and it ended with a close 8-7 result for the All Blacks. They were the best team in the tournament and I am glad for them given what has happened to the country recently, but all the same they seemed to be trying to lose it at times.
I wound up at the after party with a number of the players including Bikerchick whose attempts to get me to arm wrestle one of her teammates fell flat. I did enjoy being in the background keeping mostly to myself, though often this is mistaken for not enjoying the festivities. I was fine until a group of people wound up heading to one of Canberra's gay bars (or possibly the only one.)
I've been in more than my share of gay bars with the Convicts, and I am fine in the environment. This, however was not my environment. It was loud and crowded and by this point in the evening I had not a lot of bandwidth left, but the problem started before I even went inside. When I am out with the Convicts, I am amongst friends, and I am in places I know. This was not the case last night. I may as well have been on the dark side of the moon I felt so out of my element. I felt I had no business being there like I do with the Convicts, and I was nervous even as we walked there. I would have thought I was fine with gay bars, but maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm just ok with Convict bars, or maybe I'm just not ok with night clubs generally unless I have a good reason. Whatever the explanation, I quickly went into aspie stress mode, was unable to look anyone in the eye, had to sit down, and wound up being led to a spot where I could do so. I was right next to the dance floor in a loud and crowded room, and apparently I was sitting on broken glass but was too close having a panic attack to notice. I didn't last long, and Bikerchick led me outside where I was slowly able to come down from my near freakout.
We wound up having a nice chat about my aspie tendencies and her own struggles, and I dozed off on her sofa while watching True Blood. I awoke to her cat headbutting me repeatedly in an effort to get fed.
Today was a quieter day, though I did get to the gym and did an arm and chest oriented workout.
TW: 5 rounds - 10 bench press, 10 hanging pullups. Then 10 rounds - 15 HR pullups, 15 bicep curls.
Yesterday was more tire fun and a go at Fran (3:12). I'm getting better at thrusters but it will probably be a long road since anythign squat related is an awkward movement for me.
Tonight I dined with Bakerypenguin and family and then watched the rugby world cup final while wearing black. It wasn't the most satisfying match and it ended with a close 8-7 result for the All Blacks. They were the best team in the tournament and I am glad for them given what has happened to the country recently, but all the same they seemed to be trying to lose it at times.