And late afternoon at that! Enjoy!
And late afternoon at that! Enjoy!
What does this mean? It’s all crazy. Just like me. And here’s the video to prove it!
It’s not often I get way out of my comfort zone and try something I’ve never done before. I should say, it wasn’t often before I started transitioning. Before that little event I was pretty content not to do anything that might make me uncomfortable.
Now, being uncomfortable is something of a way of life–
Like it was yesterday.
Yesterday, the first of the year, I headed over to City Island to participate in the annual Penguin Plunge, which involves jumping into the Susquehanna River. As you may have figured out, living in Pennsylvania means it probably wasn’t going to be warm and you’d be correct: when I left to meet with my teammates it was 19 F/-9 C. At least the wind wasn’t blowing–yet. Anyway, I was ready for that weather–
I met up with my teammates, because we, the girls of HARD, were going to do the plunge together. Ariel Wildfire organized the event and I jumped on it, figuring what the hell, if nothing else I’ll contribute money. However, I did state on my page when I promoted the event that if I raised more than $75, I would take the plunge–
And you know I raised more than that. In fact I nearly doubled that amount, raising $146 total so far. Doesn’t seem like a lot, but I couldn’t kick in any of my own cash due to losing my job and with the exception of one $100 donation, the others were small dollar amounts.
Once all my teammates arrived we got together, registered, and waited. For a while we hung around outside in a gazebo, which gave me time to head down to the river and see how things were going.
The answer to that was–not well.
As you can see there’s a lot of ice on the river. That’s due to the extremely cold temps we’ve have in our area for the past couple of weeks. For the first time in a long time the river was completely frozen over, so when I took the above photo the River Rescue people were doing their best to chop open an area for us to dive in. During this time they were using axes to open the ice, but since that wasn’t working, a few minutes after taking that picture they broke out the chainsaws and started cutting. On a local newscast they said it was only the second time in like 24 years they’ve had to do so.
Since the time to plunge growing near my teammates and I headed to the warming tents and began stripping down into whatever garb we intended on wearing into the water. That meant leggings or shorts, and one one of us that mean fish net stockings and a green Derbyskinz, which is something I’ll probably wear during one bout when I get to that point. (Note: Derbyskinz is not only where my team gets their jerseys, but it was actually started by someone who used to play for HARD. She wore an outfit to Fresh Meat practice her aunt made for her and it became rather popular. Now they run their own business in Camp Hill.)
Naturally we had to get a team photo before going out:
(Left to right: Unchained Maryilly, Ariel Wildfire, and the Fresh Meat collection: me, Sarah, and Ashly.)
Matt Barcaro of local station WGAL News 8 was there and streamed the start. You’ll see us within 10 seconds, on the left of the screen. I’m easy to see because I’m big, I’m wearing a lime green tank top, and I have a GoPro strapped to my head. Watch us go into the water and come out right after!
Now, as I stated, I was wearing my GoPro and managed to shoot everything from my point of view. And here it is in all it’s chilly glory.
And just for the record, here’s a screen capture from the news stream of me coming out of the water. My face says it all:
After that we headed back to the warming tent and changed. It was strange watching steam rolling off my body and my feet remained numb for about 30 minutes after this little jaunt. So I just went home and chilled out, right?
Yep, I went skating and Unchained Maryilly, aka Mary, joined me because… well, we’re derby girls, that’s why! And I got video of us not only skating, but falling! Yay! (I spend most of my time skating behind Unchained, who is the woman on the YouTube splash for the video. She told me yesterday she wants me to certify so that she’s no longer the oldest certified skater–she’s 47 until the end of February.)
2017 was sucky. I’m hoping that 2018 is gonna be a hell of a lot better, and even though I’m out of work right now I still hold that hope. At least I started out the year right by getting out of the comfort zone and doing shit that even a year ago I might not have done.
I can only go upward from here, right?
How much hell? I guess you gotta watch the video to find out. Enjoy!
Here’s the photo of Tarantula and me:
And here was me wearing my over-the-knee boots to work yesterday.
Hello, kiddies! Good to see you again and, boy, do I have a lot to tell you!
First off, I did my get my skating in yesterday. I worked on my crossovers and was starting to feel them coming together–all the while dodging little shits who were all over the goddamn rink.
I only had one instance where I feel down, when a kid decided to take a hard right and went right into me. I also ate the wall a little to avoid hitting a little girl who decided she might move in front of me. And there was one last time when one kid–who’d spent most of the time skating around not paying attention to where he was going–rolled right in front of me, stopped, and then froze when he realized I was only about a second from rolling over him. I went into a lower derby position, grabbed him by the shoulder, and moved myself around him while slowing only a bit.
Yeah, in six months I’ve learned a lot about skating.
Now, about writing…
Today I finished the last scene of Chapter Nineteen, which only needed about a thousand word. That means Chapter Nineteen is a done deal–but wait! There’s more! See, there were only three chapters in Part Five–the part that dealt with Kerry’s transition–and with the completion of Chapter Nineteen, Part Five also comes to an end.
Today I need to lay out Part Six, which is going to encompass the end of the calendar year. There will be a little class, a little racing, and a little derby before we follow Annie and Kerry to Yule bliss in Pamporovo and their return to Salem to finish out their C Levels in 2014. This will likely be a large part with most of it taking place in December, and I know it ends with the kids coming back to school because Part Seven is all about Annie going off and doing Guardian stuff while Kerry goes off and does The Polar Express. And that part will be big as well, kids.
Trust me, I know.
So how do we end off Kerry’s Longest Day? Like this:
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)
Annie lay back on the large bed and watched Kerry return from the showers. While the third floor area wasn’t brightly illuminated at the moment, she detected a difference in his walk, in the way he moved. He’s walking with a bit more confidence, but… She smiled, knowing he couldn’t see it, not yet. His gait is different. His feet aren’t as close together now.
He reached Annie’s side of the bed and stopped, placing his hands in the pockets of his robe. “What?”
Annie sat up just a little. “What do you mean?”
“What are you smiling at?”
She shook her head. “Nothing. Just—” She reached for him and took his hand the moment he held it out. “Just watching you.”
“I hope you like what you see.” He gave her hand a squeeze before rounding the foot of the bed to the left side. He took off his robe just as It’s Time by Imagine Dragons began playing on his computer, then crawled on to the bed, throwing the comforter over his legs as he slid towards Annie. “There. Much better.”
Annie wasn’t certain what he meant with that remark and felt she needed clarification. “You mean you’re comfortable. Or is there something else?”
He sighed as he wrapped his right arm around Annie’s shoulders. “A little of both, I guess. It’s nice and warm here—and quiet—”
“It was nice that Coraline is letting us spend the night here.”
“Well, continued monitoring and all that, it’s easier here.” Kerry removed his arm and snuggled against Annie. “At the same time I like being back to my old self.”
Annie slowly placed her left arm around Kerry, patting his arm as he got comfortable. He never snuggles like this with me: I’m the one always snuggling against his body. Maybe he’s not quite his old self as much as he thinks. “Well, while I like you this way—” She kissed his forehead. “There was quite a lot to like about the new you.”
“Yeah, well…” Kerry stared off into towards the foot of the bed. “I hope you got enough of the new me, ‘cause you’re not gonna see me like that again in a long time.”
Though she said nothing, Annie had worried that Kerry was going to have this reaction to his experiences of the last twenty-one hours of his life. While he obviously managed to handle the physical changes to his body with little difficulty, she’d worried that he would reject the experience once he was, as he said, “back to his old self”.
While she hadn’t expected him to fully embrace his newly discovered female side, Annie had hoped that he wouldn’t reject his new Gift completely. And while he didn’t say he would never transition again, his statement seemed to indicate some time might pass before he used it again.
“I understand, my love.” She stroked his hair. “Just know that at no time today was I disturbed by the ‘new you’, nor would I be upset to be with you again were you like that.”
Kerry glanced up at Annie. “I know, Sweetie. But…” He gave a slight shrug. “I’m not a girl. While it’s easy for people to say I may want to experience living that way for a while, I don’t think I’d pull it off well.”
Again Annie held her tongue, because at no time during the last day did he ever act like someone appeared uncomfortable with their new body and how it affected them. He may not have acted like a girl, but he certainly wasn’t acting like a boy trapped in a girl’s body. He was too close to the issue to see it wasn’t affecting him that greatly.
She patted his arm once again and pulled him close. “Don’t worry, my love. You have the rest of your life to adjust to this Gift; it’s not necessary for you to start using it again next week.”
“You don’t have to worry I’m going to do that.” He sat up and stretched. “Probably the next time I’ll transition is when I get my biannual physical in April. I won’t have a choice.” Kerry turned towards Annie. “Enough about me: what about you?”
Annie chuckled. “What about me?”
“I know you said you weren’t bothered, but…” He held his thumb and index finger about a centimeter apart. “Not even a little?”
She shook her head. “As I said, not once. Actually—”
“It seemed almost—natural. Like spending time with a girlfriend you’ve not seen in a long time.”
“Yeah, but you’d never seen me like that except when you were in my dreams earlier in the year.” He cocked his head slightly to the left. “Neither of us knew this would happen when we first started seeing each other years ago.”
While she knew this as a fact, Annie couldn’t dismiss the nagging suspicion that Kerry’s statement was entirely true. But without proof to confirm her suspicion, there was no point in giving it a voice. “Yes, that’s true.” She took his hand. “It was probably more a part of me that wanted something like that. After all, I’ve been you in some ways, and not having a lot of friends is one of those experiences we’ve shared.”
“Well, we’ll always have each other.” Kerry raised both of Annie’s hands and kissed each. “Always.”
“We will, my love.” She slid against him and felt comforted by Kerry holding her. “Through whatever comes our way, good or bad, and always with love in our hearts.”
He waved at his computer and the music stopped as it shut down. “Better get to sleep. We do have classes tomorrow.”
“Yes, we do.” She pulled down the front of his sleep shirt and touched the still-glowing medical monitor on his chest. “These will only be with us a few more days.”
“Yeah, well—” Kerry touched Annie’s, which was peeking over the stop of her cami. “To be honest I’m gonna miss it when it’s gone. On you it looks kinda sexy.”
“As it does with you.” Annie smiled as the memory of Kerry standing naked in ICU looking at her body came rushing back, bring forth the thought, And it also looked sexy on the other you as well, strangely enough…
There you go: Kerry is back to his old self and Annie has picked up on a few changes in her soul mate that he may not notice. We also get a bit of–shall we say “sexual confusion” from Annie, who may or may not be feeling something that’s remaining unspoken. At least for now. Maybe. You never know with me.
Oh, and one other thing: though I hadn’t realized it, last week I cleared 225,000 words, which means I’m about 100,000 words short of the B Level novel and at about half the length of the A Level novel.
I knew this was going to happen, but it was just a matter of being tired last week that kept me from seeing all the stuff I’d done. With this benchmark out of the way, how long until I hit a quarter of a million words? We’ll see.
Now that we’ve gotten to know The Other Kerry, it’s time to head out to Memory’s End and see what sort of crazy Deanna is about to unleash…
I hate getting sick.
As I mentioned in the post last night I came down with the cold I’ve been trying to hold at bay for the last week and a half, but it finally caught me. I had trouble getting to sleep last night and was up at four in the morning. I went into work, however–
But I was having issues getting through the morning and decided I’d not stay. It was best to get something to eat and then home to rest.
So I’m resting trying to get better. I will go to practice tonight, but only to watch: I’m not going to actually get on the floor and work with my teammates. Because even if you aren’t practicing, you should know what the team is doing.
There, update complete. Now to get back to resting…
It is, sort of. Why? Well, you’ll see when you watch the video.