Hi my awesome people! So I mentioned last night is was a wee bit tired. Well let me be perfectly honest I had ZERO interest in getting out of bed this morning. But because we are grown ups (allegedly) we had lots of busy plans so we rolled out, bodies protesting every centimeter. I had a wonderful morning tea with Sandra and caught up with my sweet little godson who is now old enough to potty train and speaks to me in whole sentences (How did that happen SO fast?!).
In the afternoon we were off for the 3rd Annual Jugger BBQ in the Park! I love getting our local Juggers together for this fun event that mixes playing and more socialization. It’s great when people stop and watch and cheer and ask questions about the game. This year I got to pass grill duty off to Gil (payment for picking him and several other drunk boys last night from a bachelor party.) Instead I got to spend the afternoon hanging out on my banana, making awesome new friends and relaxing in the sunshine.
The highlight of this years BBQ was a visit from one of our younger Juggers. J is 14 and he has not been able to play with us in WAY too long. He was diagnosed last winter with Burkitt’s lymphoma which was a big shock because he was so young. But today he seemed tall, handsome and healthy!! And also much closer to being a teenager than he was this time last year.
After the BBQ we has to run off to Prospect for yet another game of dodgeball. WEEE! It certainly wasn’t the greatest game of my life since every cell in my body was aching from yesterday but I was in good company, most us were too sore to do anything but laugh at our selves. But it was fun and I got to hang with my peeps so… woo.
The evening brought a hot a date with my favorite husband and then a long soak in a hot bath. Pretty much it was a perfect day! Happy Sunday everyone.
I am laying in bed fully dressed, half watching some Star Trek and trying to force myself to stay awake because at some point I will have to make a third trip to Prospect to pick up Gilly from Jeff’s bachelor party. This waking state is no mean feat as I am BEYOND exhausted. Today we had get another fundraising tournament with our dodgeball family, this time to raise money to send our sweet Ginger, Brogan, to represent us and Team Canada in Melbourne at Dodgeball World Championships.
I never go to these events with a goal of winning. I go to be a member of a community and to work on my skills. Today the gym we play in was EXTRA hot, the games long and hard fought but in the end we did win which was icing on the cake. But my body is paying the price big time! A bad landing bunged up one knee, a well placed ball to the face had me seeing Tweety Birds for a while. Five forty minute games follow by three thirty minute games works pretty much every muscle you know you have and some you are unaware of. oww.
According to fictional movie character Patches O’Houlihan “If you want dodgeball victory you gotta grab it by its haunches and hump it into submission, that’s the only way!”
In Barrie I decided it was my time to start grabbing. I made a promise to myself that THIS season I am going to improve enough to compete next year at Nationals. I needed those first to seasons, I need 1 to really understand the rules of Canadian Dodgeball Association style and then I needed a second to season to figure out WHAT kind of presence I want to be on the court. Now in season three…. it’s time to start working on the skills.
I am never going to be a top tier player but that doesn’t mean I should sit back and be complacent so I am taking the bull by the horns and I am going to PUSH myself this season. I am going to take advice from everyone who will give it to me. I am going to play in tournaments, I am going to try new things. I am going to practice outside of the hour and a half I play each week. I have a PLAN! And tonight I saw the spark of that plan start to take hold. I listened to my friend Joey when he was trying to correct my throw. I listened to my teammates when they were telling me what they needed from me (except that one time, sorry again George!) and I was putting myself out there. Sure I made plenty of mistakes but I was IN the game and I was really proud of how I played. I had some solid moves and dudes… I jumped…. TWICE. I don’t have a little body, jumping isn’t something that comes natural to me be I just DID IT. I don’t need to be the best I just need to be the best I can be .
So my trip to Ontario was amazing for lots of reasons. I can’t begin to tell you how much I value the experience I had.But there was one moment among all of them that REALLY stands out. I was at the National Dodgeball Festival in Barrie, with a large contingent of my dodgeball family. I found myself in a loud crowded arena but in a moment of zen I looked around and saw that on all six courts there were twelve teams of women playing. That’s a MINIMUM of 72 women playing their guts out, kicking total ass. 72 women!!!! I was so amazed, so in awe that I actually began to cry. I love the women I play with here in Nova Scotia, they have become some of my dearest friends, nay members of my family. I am constantly blown away by their talent and passion for our game. We are a mighty group of woman but we are small in number. When I can’t make a game and I need a sub it can be so difficult, a problem that our dudes rarely have.
Our leagues here are almost exclusively co-ed and we play with some incredible men but sometimes it is difficult to not get frustrated and feel like teams are built around the male players and then the women are added based on league requirements which is just crazy because some of the best players I have ever seen were chicas!
Looking around at those 72 women I felt so proud to be with them (even if this time around I wasn’t dodging) and I was emboldened by all those strong, fierce ladies.
Well I had every intention of posting everyday while I was away but in the end it was so busy and I was so tired at night. The whole week went by so quickly. It was an amazing experience and there was a LOT of learning. I feel like my next trip will be a greater success because of the things I learned this time around.
I can’t express how much I loved spending the weekend at the national dodgeball festival with my dodgeball family! It was amazing watching players from all over the country, watching my people play and succeed, to celebrate with them. I am already planning for 2017!!!
Guys I don’t wanna brag but…. no forget that because I really DO want to brag! I had the greatest dodgeball weekend!!! Like REALLY! After yesterday’s success at the Kick’n Balls tournament I was tired and I was sore so to be perfectly honest I wasn’t looking forward to playing our regular league game tonight. I wanted to just lay about and and groan but I am good little monkey so I laced up and went to play. And I am SO glad that I did!!! I think I might have played the best game of my dodgeball life. I dodged, threw, ran, jumped… I was on fire! And I felt amazing, honest to god, I think I even felt graceful! There are so many great things about this sport and belonging to this community. I feel so grateful that it is a part of my life, that I have so many amazing friends and that I have found something that gives me such a sense of confidence, accomplishment and pride. I love that even though I will never be a top tier player there is still so much room for me to grow, goals to make and meet and an army of people to cheer me on as I go.
Now if you will excuse me I hear a heating pad calling my name. 🙂
I had the most glorious Sunday!! Morning snuggles with the hounds and kitties. Amazing brunch with my work bestie. Great good, great booze and the best company a girl could ask for. The evening consisted of an AWESOME game of dodgeball, tacos and binge watching Nashville. I could not have asked for a better day!