Where are you going to put that? in Diary

  • Sept. 9, 2015, 5:02 a.m.
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Someone at work brought cakes in today, so I picked up a Viennese Whirl, which is about two mouthfuls, and someone said to me “Where are you going to put that?” I said, probably in my mouth, and she replied “You drink Coke all the time, you’re always eating cakes and yet you’re so thin!”
Actually I drink one can of Coke a day as a special treat, the rest of the time I drink water. My diet is healthy about 90% of the time, this is the first time I’ve eaten a cake in about two weeks, I go skating two, three or four times a week and walk a dog every day. One Viennese Whirl isn’t going to make me gain 12 stone in weight, is it? She then complained that she couldn’t eat just one, she would have to eat the whole box and that’s why she’s fat. And she’s going to start exercising soon.

Stop complaining then! Why do some people complain that they’re fat if they admit they eat whole boxes of cakes at a time and don’t do any exercise, when I eat healthily and do loads of exercise, but I eat one cake a fortnight and suddenly it isn’t fair that I can eat cake “all the time.”? I’ve had this my whole life and it drives me mad. You have to look after your body, if you don’t, you can’t complain to people who do, that you don’t like it, as if it’s somehow their fault. One woman in my old workplace used to always call me a “skinny witch.” I wonder how it would have gone down if I’d responded by calling her a “fat cow”? No, it doesn’t go both ways.



Anyway, enough ranting, onto other things. We have finally confirmed the booking for the registrar and the venue for our wedding and paid the deposit. It takes weeks to get it all sorted with forms and letters flying about everywhere, but the ball is now rolling and we can start planning in earnest! There are still loads of forms and meetings and things we have to do, but it’s all official now and it will be Friday 28th April 2017…only 597 days to go!


And I have now played two mixed scrims at roller derby, which are people from different teams getting together to have a friendly, unofficial game. I had a go at jamming, got lead jammer and scored some points. I also knocked some people over when I was blocking. After training on Monday, I ended up with a split lip, bruises all over my arms and a giant bruise on my arse where someone kicked my feet out from under me. I could hardly walk the next day as every muscle in my body was aching. But I loved it all! The things we do for fun, eh?

My first public game is this Saturday and I can’t wait. There’s going to be a photographer there so there might even be some photos of me skating, finally!

Here is one from Saturday that someone took on their phone, the first ever photo of me playing actual roller derby, and it was when I was jamming and took lead! Exciting :-D I’m the one at the back just coming up to the pack.




Other things? Me and Jay went to Sandwell Show last Sunday, we watched some dogs running about, a quad bike jump over some cars, looked at some giant leeks and then spent the rest of the day in the beer tent before doing a pub crawl back towards home. He’s been making a real effort lately, we haven’t argued since the Liverpool incident and he’s been doing all the cooking AND the washing up because I’ve been too busy and / or tired. Bless him.

I’m in the middle of a busy few weeks involving lots of roller derby, a theatre trip, pub quiz and gigs. Alles klar!


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