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INKtober day 14: CLOCK.
Shout-out to my wonderful Patreon supporter Nick who came up with the idea for this prompt, because I felt utterly uninspired by it first. (Shame on me not even thinking of clock-related NSO jobs... a worrying sign of having been derby-inactive for too long I guess.)
I’m a Jam Timer again, Mom!
*smashes vase with whistle*
Jam Timer: Recap
Due to my job, I’m sceptical about jam timing. Over the past three weeks, however, I learned how to be vocal and save your voice at the same time.
These are official tips, but things I found while jam timing at various events. Take it with a grain of salt, or if you found something better, stick with that.
Lozenges before, during, and after each bout keeps your voice intact.
Keeping the skaters in sight at the start of each jam. The only people who really need to hear starts or call-offs are the skaters and referees. The fans in the back row on the far scaffolding can get the picture from corresponding hand gestures (i.e. pointing at the track at the beginning of each jam)
Only blowing the whistle when two-minute jams are complete, and at half or full time.
How to stand up for yourself in roller derby
No is a complete sentence.
It’s alright to say no to things. For example, being a jam timer means you’re called upon to project your voice to get people’s attention. If you project your voice enough times, in my case more than once, my throat begins to close. This is a problem because I work in radio, and when I can’t talk, I don’t work, and when I don’t work, I don’t get paid, and when I don’t get paid, I don’t pay rent, and when I don’t pay rent, I get evicted, and...
(You don’t want to know how far this will go)
One weekend, I said NO to jam timing, because I didn’t want to wreck my voice when I had to work the next day. Thankfully, the HNSO was cool with it, and I stuck to penalty tracking, which I didn’t do in a while to that point. I’m good as a jam timer, but I like to keep the role to a minimum (once per day).
It may take some coaching to get the stuttering and nervousness out of your system, but you can say NO. Try it in front of a mirror, but be assertive about it and not jerkish or sheepish.
I’m proud my hat matched my outfit that night. My whistle is on a pull string 😃
Something I learned about me in my NSO experience.
I can be a Jam Timer no more than twice in the space of two days. Otherwise, my throat starts to close because of all the shouting and whistleblowing after four hours of roller derby, and when your livelihood depends on your ability to speak you must take care of your voice (I work in radio).
Jam Timer!
Last night, I filled in as the Jam Timer for a sanctioned bout. I did really well considering it was my first time 😮 😃
I was an alternate NSO working the scorer's table in the first bout and then jam timing in the second. This means I fulfilled every NSO role at least once 😊 How well I did in all of those is a matter of opinion 😳 LOL
Jam Timer!
That’s me 😊 Add that to my list of things I can do 🎵
