Reaching for the st...ow, my f'ing arm!

Dang, my trainer really does not want me reaching above my head for anything. Seriously cannot lift my arms today. It hurt to use my damn mouse at work. And typing right now kind of hurts. Oh, and then I fell on the floor with that leg cramp. Only 3 or 4 people were around to see it. Luckily, my coworkers are the cool kind who point and laugh.

I was wondering today if I breached some sort of roller derby rule by naming myself Slamazon. Is there some sort of secret naming ceremony that they do after they knock you down and kick you in the face with their skates? Will I be mocked for giving myself a name before I can skate? Will another Slamazon pop up somewhere and usurp my brand recognition? These things keep me awake at night. Along with the leg cramps.