A couple of things I picked up during practice last night...
Don't forget to eat for the most of the day and then go to derby practice. Especially on a night when you are doing an endless jammer drill followed by nearly an hour and a half of scrimmaging. A breakfast bar and sushi simply will not suffice. A calorie deficit for the day means your legs will be in pain before you even get to warm-ups. And the burn does not go away for the entire practice. You may feel like you are going to die right there on the track, and then, people will just skate around your cold, dead body. And you may get a major for tripping if they fall over your corpse. Hard to get to the penalty box when you are dead.
Don't take it personally when another girl pushes you out of bounds and then uses excessive force to knock you to the ground when you are already off the track (where you bruise your backside for the nine hundredth time). You should see the bruise. This baby is quite a derby injury trophy, and I would totally post pictures if they didn't involve crack. Crack is whack. I still wonder what the refs were doing when this was happening and why she did not get a penalty. A major penalty. And I still think it was unnecessary roughness which I am not a fan of. Hold girls off, but don't kill them. And I may or may not have yelled all the way back to my bench about the whole incident being a problem. Not that I was bitter or anything.
Don't look away when the bench manager is handing out helmet panties. It's the same dynamic as avoiding eye contact with the teacher when you don't know the answer. If you look away, inevitably, you will be handed the panty. And then you will have to pivot when you completely suck at being the pivot. And then you will get the ever-loving snot unexpectedly knocked out of you by John Wayne Stacy. When she hit me, I heard something crack. I still haven't figured out what it was, but, needless to say, EVERYTHING hurts today. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. Well, everything except my feet. My feet were unscathed.
In the same vein, do not let your captain see you try to pass the star panty (worn by the jammer) off to someone else on your team. She *might* decide that she needs to keep a closer eye on you, and who wants that, right? And then she might tell you that you are not going to get out of jamming. Even if you tell her that you have no legs that night. However, when you jam miserably after telling her that you have no legs that night, she will let you off the hook and not ask you to jam anymore. It's kinda like when you break a dish while doing the dishes, and your mom tells you she will finish up for you.
Don't session skate. This means you need to remember to skate low and in your derby posture. I think I may have been "session skating" last night. I spent an awful lot of time on my butt. Either that or the other team could tell I was exhausted and not having my best night and decided to pick on me. Or maybe a little bit of both.
Don't talk to a ref about what your penalty was in the middle of a jam. I can call victory here because this one wasn't me. However, it was a good reminder of what I should not do.
Don't skate past your own penalty box and get in the box for the other team. Again, not me, but a good reminder. This lengthens the amount of time your team has to skate without you.
When you are jamming do not grab on to your teammate without yelling out to her who you are. She will not skate you through the pack like you want her to if you don't communicate with her. But, because she is Rosie and has obvious derby super powers, I think she should be able to read my mind. :) Rosie Rocks!