The fresh meat are practising with the benchmarked skaters.
We’re not doing contact – the space we’re in is too small for that. But we’re doing a lot of positional blocking and wall drills and footwork.
We’re learning a LOT.
Our warm up – in both benchmarked and freshmeat practices – involves 20 mins of cardio.
Then there’s some skating stuff. A LOT of skating stuff.
And we’re not given that many breaks. We’re expected to SKATE for the 2 hours – with the occasional water break.
I remember skating with the Sirens. Stopping because I was out of breath. Stopping because my feet hurt. Stopping more than I needed to. Not pushing myself.
And it occurred to me last night as I was jogging around the gym during the warm up.
I’M KEEPING UP.
I’m not as fast as the other skaters. I pace myself. I want to keep going. I don’t want to have to pull off to the side and rest. I want to keep going.
And I AM keeping up.
I’m pushing myself.
I’m doing the cardio.
I’m not dying and gasping for breath.
I’m keeping up.
I’m FUCKING KEEPING UP.
I was 270lbs a few months ago.
I know now that the weight doesn’t matter. The size doesn’t matter.
But being able to keep up with my team – THAT fucking matters!