a coda to the photo meme, for Kat
Nov. 22nd, 2006 09:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7Yesterday had considerable suckage. All was well until I slipped in some water at work and fell, tray and all, right onto my knee. It was ok, but it stung a lot. I limped for a while. It slowed me down, which I couldn't afford. Then, as I tried to tidy up on one foot, I slammed my finger in that fucking garbage can lid. Which also sucked.
I was fifteen minutes late to roller derby, and as I got my gear on I realized I couldn't find my elbow pads. But someone had them-- she'd picked them up by accident last practice. OK. So I got those on, and then couldn't find my mouthguard.
Looked everywhere, couldn't find it.
ARGH.
So everyone else got to do our first real bouting. While I... well, I decided, I had my camera in the car, so I'd use it.
So I skated out and knelt in the middle of the track, and took 80 pictures of my leaguemates, separated into two teams (black t-shirts vs. white t-shirts), in their first ever attempts at bouting.
Roller derby, extremely simplified:
Two teams of five girls each skate around the pack. Each girl has a specific position she mostly maintains, alongside her counterpart on the opposite team. The important positions are the pivot, in front, and the jammer, who starts in back. The pivot wears a stripe on her helmet, and her job is to control the speed of the pack. The jammers wear stars on their helmets, and they are the scorers: their job is to get past the pack, and they earn points for every opposing team member they pass. The blockers are the rest of the team, and their job is to guard their positions to make sure their jammer gets through while the other one does not.
That's actually as simple and as complicated as it is. You can explain until you're blue in the face, but until someone sees it or tries it, they're not going to grasp the significance of any of it. Which was why we were bouting today, because we've got the basic skills perfected to the point that we won't kill ourselves, and now we've got to do it so we can see what it's all about.
Anyhow: Pictures!!
As an aside, girls are named in the captions based on whether I recognized enough of the girls in the photo to make an effort. People with distinctive clothing are favored because, well, it's hard to see everyone.
I was fifteen minutes late to roller derby, and as I got my gear on I realized I couldn't find my elbow pads. But someone had them-- she'd picked them up by accident last practice. OK. So I got those on, and then couldn't find my mouthguard.
Looked everywhere, couldn't find it.
ARGH.
So everyone else got to do our first real bouting. While I... well, I decided, I had my camera in the car, so I'd use it.
So I skated out and knelt in the middle of the track, and took 80 pictures of my leaguemates, separated into two teams (black t-shirts vs. white t-shirts), in their first ever attempts at bouting.
Roller derby, extremely simplified:
Two teams of five girls each skate around the pack. Each girl has a specific position she mostly maintains, alongside her counterpart on the opposite team. The important positions are the pivot, in front, and the jammer, who starts in back. The pivot wears a stripe on her helmet, and her job is to control the speed of the pack. The jammers wear stars on their helmets, and they are the scorers: their job is to get past the pack, and they earn points for every opposing team member they pass. The blockers are the rest of the team, and their job is to guard their positions to make sure their jammer gets through while the other one does not.
That's actually as simple and as complicated as it is. You can explain until you're blue in the face, but until someone sees it or tries it, they're not going to grasp the significance of any of it. Which was why we were bouting today, because we've got the basic skills perfected to the point that we won't kill ourselves, and now we've got to do it so we can see what it's all about.
Anyhow: Pictures!!
As an aside, girls are named in the captions based on whether I recognized enough of the girls in the photo to make an effort. People with distinctive clothing are favored because, well, it's hard to see everyone.
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