Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Getting It

Have you ever let so much time pass between doing something that you’re unsure if you still know how to do it? Heck, that’s why I got into publishing—I was afraid if I wasn’t writing or editing on a consistent basis that I’d “lose it.” It’s like when you go away on vacation for a week and don’t drive. When you finally get back behind the wheel, it feels awkward, doesn’t it?

When I was younger, I worked doing photo development. I got really good at not only color correcting photographs, but also at taking my own photographs with an old SLR camera that was my dad’s in the 70s. Taking pictures was fun—I always liked finding the different ways of looking at common items. I did color, black and white, and some experimental stuff where I color washed images that were taken in black and white for a dramatic effect. Then I went to college and didn’t find much time to keep up with photography. The summer following my freshman year I tried to pick the hobby back up, but I was shocked to find that I had forgotten a lot of the finer points of photography—like how to adjust my camera. Eventually, I gave up. To this day, I wish I had kept doing it.

Last night was my first night back on skates in 6 weeks. It’s so hard just to get up the courage to go back to that 1st practice. Over time, I’ve heard the same thing from people returning to derby after an extended absence due to injury or pregnancy: “What if I step out there and realize I can’t skate anymore? What if I fall right on my ass just trying to skate?” This, too, was my biggest fear.

I’m no stranger to injury. As a kid, my parents were always baffled by my persistence to injure myself, and in derby it’s been much of the same for my entire 3+ years as a skater. In my first year, I tore the PCL in my right knee. I was off skates for close to 3 months. It sucked coming back, because it was like starting all over again. Back then, even missing a week of practice was somewhat devastating. My endurance would be cut in half, I’d have muscle cramps and pains, and I’d be exhausted and out of breath.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been doing this for 3+ years. Maybe it’s because I have the will of an eagle (yeah, I don’t know what that means either). Or, maybe it’s just a miracle, but last night’s practice wasn’t bad at all! I did everything I could with the rest of the league, and when they did blocking drills, I made myself do some endurance-type stuff and muscle-building-type stuff. I had been working on some footwork moves right before the injury, and low and behold, I still had them—I worked on the footwork too!

I can’t tell you what a relief it is to know I still got it. And, finally, I got something that doesn’t need to be treated with a course of antibiotics, because the something I got is good. Now that I know I can, I’m gonna go get it. Watch out, ladies, because when I’m able to scrimmage again, it’s gonna be on!


Midlife Crashes said...

congrats on your return to practice! I sooo understand where you're coming from. I can't do falls for a couple weeks due to my MCL, so no bouting, no scrimmaging :(

Hang in there, you'll be back 100% in no time!

Anonymous said...

Just like an eagle, you're motivated by fish.