FMyLife #4: Teres Major

Rollerdancing session on the Docks of Paris...

Guy who'd been observing us for 30 min, leaves and says: "By the way, you've got a wonderful teres major. It's the muscle just here [points finger on my TM]. Yours is just perfect. Have a good evening!" 
 

Why do I never get hit on in conventional ways? FML.

 

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The Dark Side of the CERS

4 weeks’s a long and a short time altogether. And I was longing for this retreat as much as I was dreading it. Longing for being taken care of and sweating, dreading for managing to fit in and make friends.

I’m used to say that I’m naturally shy and that I’ve been fighting against this tendency for years… but sometimes I wonder if I’m not just a solitary person – not to say antisocial!

ANTISOCIAL

“I play football/rugby/volley ball/handball… And you play (…) ROLLER DER-WHAT?!”  I was asked this question dozens of times. This triggered a general curiosity through word of mouth. And it led me to meeting two other outcasts: Kio and Camille, Kayak Polo players (two what?). However it took me some time to talk to them. Remember, I’m antisocial…

It was so obvious that, as soon as my 3^rd day, I was nicknamed Lizbeth Salander after Millenium’s heroin. “You’ve got that something…” Although I found the comparison quite flattering, I realized that I was probably scary with my black looks and my derby shirts slaving away on the muscle building equipment.