About LucyInDaSkyWithDiamonds

Total lesbian in the not so city looking for love in all the wrong places. I play roller derby and admire girls in fishnets and booty shorts... deal with it.

I figured I’d put this out there

So, in case things weren’t obvious, K and I aren’t together in any sense of the word.

Lots of things have happened between us in the last year, good and bad. We had amazing moments, and horrible fights. She was an amazing person to get to know (stubborn as all hell, but what can you do) and I will definately remember her always.

Now, there are some things happening that have to do with K and that don’t have to do with her, so I want to clear the air.

I am completely single and plan on staying that way for a while.

I’ve quit my job at the gym and I am taking my little nest egg and going to school to become a chef. When I’m done, I’d like to stay in the area, but more than likely I’ll leave.

There have been some family situations that have happened that have a lot to do with the LGBT community and how people are and aren’t “accepting” of it.

Also, I died (come on, this is old news).

Right now, I’m in the middle of a really tough personal training session with a really nice guy, Jay. Yes, a trainer hired a trainer, get over it. He’s got a different style than me and has already taught me a lot. (Gotta love forward posting :) lol)

My back is still a mess, but it’s slowly getting better.

I don’t hate anyone, I just disagree with their opinions (however ridiculous said opinions are).

I have slowly gone Paleo. It took me two weeks to weed out the gluten but I’m there :)

I’m in a much better place right now, it’s just going to take time for others to realize that. (I’m sure when they do, they will wish they didn’t desert me when I needed them).

but that’s about it… I’ll go into detail when I get home later tonight (before Krav Maga, I must be nuts for trying that stuff)

all for now

peace

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The Unforeseen Consequences of Roller Derby

This started out as a funny conversation between myself and a friend. Then it turned into a post (like most things in my life)

Here’s what she has to say:

During fresh meat session the veterans of my league warned me about the unusual side effects of the sport, like the two-day gap before your legs seize up after endurance drills, explaining you have not been in a horrific accident when a co-worker sees the bruises from scrimmage on friday and the noxious concoction brewed by knee-sweat and neoprene. A few I discovered on my own, but No one warned me about this one.

Between derby and a degree my love life has taken a back seat so when I got a chance for lunch date with the boy, thanks to a dodgy lightbulb out of my reach, I jumped on it. So we get to the really fun bit and I discovered in the last few months working on my plough-stops I have developed muscles in unusual places. By putting a vulcan death grip on his manhood.

So mortified by my “vice like” (his words) lady regions I had to ask. Is this normal?

I didn’t have this problem, but I had the problem of having thighs so big I’d have to wear 3 sizes bigger then what fit my waist… which isn’t cute.

Did anyone else have any issues like this? Let us know :)

all for now

peace

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