Sunday, January 27, 2013

derby derby

Typing from phone again so please ignore the major typing errors.
Life has been a bit nuts and today I hit that wall of "can't take anymore!" and "time for normal to comeback."
At work they've been concerned about making sure I have the right support so that I don't get burned out. Before me they've had some bad luck with keeping therapists and for marketing and treatment reasons they want someone who will be around for awhile. Because of this they've been keeping a close eye on my program manager. She and I work to support each other and keep everything running smooth. I guess they felt she wasn't getting it done so they called her in and offered her a lower position in the program at a different location. I was freaking out but they assured me they had somebody good lined up for the position and that he would probably start soon pending a background check and some calls to references. I felt a bit better at this but was still very concerned about how to keep the program in good working order without going crazy. Unexpectedly, a few days after they told me about the new.program manager they hoped to hire...he died. His death is clearly of greater importance than my piddly problems of running my program, but as you can imagine it added to the anxiety.
They asked the lady they just fired to stay on...luckily she did and she has had the best attitude for a fired/unfired? Employee I've ever known. Since being fired her work has improved and I'm now hoping they just hire ber back so everything can get back to normal.
Although I tell myself in handling this all well, my body has physically been through the ringer and I have the five mouth ulcera to prove my stress is real.

In other news, Maranda alerted me to some local tryouts for a women's roller derby team. Although I have spent my life avoiding contact sports with a real zest, this appealed to me right away. Its forced exercise, there's female comraderie and it seems like a way to be competitive in a stress reducing way...plus there are perks to still being single and I think being on a roller derby team is on that list.
I will do 12 weeks of training and if i do pretty good I'll be assigned to one of the 3 teams in the area. I wish the practices were a bit easier but each time i leave and my legs feel like jelly and I struggle to get up into my car i figure that eventually it won't be such a struggle and once ive got some myluscle in place I'll feel pretty good about what ive achieved.
I've been thinking about a derby name and ive been trying to access this website that has a complete roster of all names nationally but with my computer in the shop, ive been having trouble. You have to register a unique name and I guess if it's too close to another it will be rejected. If you want to look up the names you can go to twoevils.org.
I've been writing down things as they come too me. Dad made a point that you can't name yourself. I get that so i was thinking you could weigh in if you have any thoughts. My first thout was Freight Train which plays off my name, but i was just watching tv and there was a cartoon with a character named "Kick Buttowski" with the last name said fast enough it sounds Polish. I also like the idea of changing up a literary character like Jane Eyre or a title Wuthering Height. Goldie Blocks or knocks instead of locks. Some ladies from the team are named Raggedy Slam, Elbow Brite, Ando Commando, and Hot Rod.
Punky Bruiser just came to me but that's surely already taken.
Anhow- part of the fun is thinking of a name. If anything comes to mind please share!!
Staring tomorrow night in running a 24 hour therapy group with my clinical director. We start at 6pm Sunday and go til 6pm the next day. Highlights will include a polar plunge, trick rope spinning, and hog wranglin. Seriously if i survive roller derby i might just die at the ranch!

1 comment:

Me said...

a good friend of mine is on the team here. if you ever play portland, i would surely come see that match.