What weekends should be made of.
Apr. 22nd, 2012 12:34 pmA rather fun day yesterday. I used ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bar_barra's booklaunch as an excuse to wear my recently acquired black velvet jacket (op shop find, most pleased) with my black woolen skirt. I saw the two in close proximity to each other while making minor repairs to the skirt and decided that they must become close friends. It turned out to be a bit warm for that particular outfit, but the jacket was donned and doffed as was comfy and it all worked anyway.
The book launch itself was lovely as these things always are. It appears that someone in Yarraville has arranged for a temporary park to appear periodically in front of the bookstore and cinema there. I'm completely in favour of this. It gave us room to move, made it a bit more of an event and basically made things nicer. There was singing and chatting and a nice lunch for afterwards.
I took off early because I wanted to make training early. The higher grades train before we freshmeat do and I wanted to both watch and help out. I learned a little, realised just how much improvement there is to be made in my skating and generally socialised before getting geared up for my own training. The coach we had today ran us through a number of of exercises that yet again demonstrated that my core strength needs work, more specifically my stomach muscles. I can plank ok and my lower back is fine even after quite a while on skates but anything resembling a situp has my abdominals shrieking very quickly. Moar offskates exercise!
We had a new intake of skaters that day so after we'd finished our training I stayed for that. In between we were idly circling on the track and one of the refs started pacing me on the inside as he would a jammer (the member of the team that scores the points by lapping the pack). I sped up, he kept pace and dropped into the posture characteristic of a ref playing that role, I sped up more and eventually I was pelting around the track. A fun thing and he gave me a tip for getting more speed, rather nicely adding "...not that you need it." So playtime and compliments together make for a pleasing moment.
( cut for potential TMI about underwear malfunctions )
bar_barra's booklaunch as an excuse to wear my recently acquired black velvet jacket (op shop find, most pleased) with my black woolen skirt. I saw the two in close proximity to each other while making minor repairs to the skirt and decided that they must become close friends. It turned out to be a bit warm for that particular outfit, but the jacket was donned and doffed as was comfy and it all worked anyway. The book launch itself was lovely as these things always are. It appears that someone in Yarraville has arranged for a temporary park to appear periodically in front of the bookstore and cinema there. I'm completely in favour of this. It gave us room to move, made it a bit more of an event and basically made things nicer. There was singing and chatting and a nice lunch for afterwards.
I took off early because I wanted to make training early. The higher grades train before we freshmeat do and I wanted to both watch and help out. I learned a little, realised just how much improvement there is to be made in my skating and generally socialised before getting geared up for my own training. The coach we had today ran us through a number of of exercises that yet again demonstrated that my core strength needs work, more specifically my stomach muscles. I can plank ok and my lower back is fine even after quite a while on skates but anything resembling a situp has my abdominals shrieking very quickly. Moar offskates exercise!
We had a new intake of skaters that day so after we'd finished our training I stayed for that. In between we were idly circling on the track and one of the refs started pacing me on the inside as he would a jammer (the member of the team that scores the points by lapping the pack). I sped up, he kept pace and dropped into the posture characteristic of a ref playing that role, I sped up more and eventually I was pelting around the track. A fun thing and he gave me a tip for getting more speed, rather nicely adding "...not that you need it." So playtime and compliments together make for a pleasing moment.
( cut for potential TMI about underwear malfunctions )