How do I sum up for you all the 5 days of Rollercon. There were some real disappointments and some absolute highlights. The classes I attended were great but it was a shit-fight to get into them.
CRDL, I have notes, I will be writing them up BUT I’m pleased to report there was not much new, I noted some new ways to teach things and switching the focus of drills we already do. This is exciting, it seems that CRDL’s stream of visiting trainers such as Smarty Pants and research of our skaters and trainers have really kept us up to date on training and drills – there is and always will be room for improvement but, we have done good. The real difference I noticed was intensity. Dr Hell and I both played in a challenge bout - ‘Team America’ vs the Australian ‘Mortal Wombats’. Safe to say they slaughtered us. I don’t think any of the Aussie jammers made it through the pack for about the first 5 jams, it was insane. These Americanos were as tough as they come, I’ve never been hit so hard, so many times over and over and over again. THANK GOD there was a skatepark to visit after the game! The bout was an awesome experience, nothing like a good thrashing to make one feel like you still have a lifetime of learning ahead.
Suffice to say by Sunday we were all run ragged by lines, shuttles, skating, 40+ heat (did I tell you guys how hot it is here??). King Cam managed to get into a phenomenal amount of classes - she did some pretty hard work, some early mornings and significant line sitting!
Rollercon has been quite an experience. I think if you come to Rollercon looking for hard core training, you won’t get it. Yes there have been some great classes and good tidbits but the classes were often at capacity of 75 or 80 skaters making it hard to hear and participate at times. Socially Rollercon is a hoot, rollergirls from here to sundry all reveling in a very ‘derby’ culture. Great for the derby network and not so good for the communal liver for some…
Some images from Vegas...
Fair-as' van
Ova's mad pickle - I shit you not it was the size of a small child's arm
Rollercon
Also in Vegas...we made Sugar get a motorized cart when we visited Wall Mart (I would have photos but Melicious has them). We met a really nice cabbie...pretty sure he was on crack, I also took time to explain to some American friends the pros and cons of my favourite cuss word KNOBEND, the pronunciation guide (in Australian is) NOBBEENDE.
Much love,
xx
Bambino
PS. Scottie, I can accept that the car in the last post was not a Trans Am BUT it was close, look at the paint job...who ever heard of a Camaro 3rd generation anyway?? Platforms? What are you talking about? We'll settle this when I get back.
Oh yeah...almost forgot to add. So Sugar is one of the slower moving members of the crew, which is basically due to being about 5 months pregnant. Anyway as Trans Am man was seen exiting the pub Sugar moved at such a speed all I saw was the tail of her skirt flick around the door frame...I thought she must have been going outside to throw up or something BUT NO! She wanted the ultimate image...one we will all carry with us from this day...cue music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swzh0ngMNJo
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