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07
May
10

R.I.P. Cone Family

Being vertically challenged can have it’s downsides- namely being confused for a middle school student by a hall monitor during my recent visit to Mr. Smackhouse’s school.  (You think a sixth grader could pack these guns to school? That’s a Class D felony baby!)

Another disadvantage for my 5′ 2″ figure can sometimes be driving without sitting on a telephone book.  This week in academy, first platoon had the pleasure of getting paid to drive fast and smart at Emergency Vehicle Operations training.  For every cone we hit on the course, we paid the penalty in push-ups.  My height deficiency contributed to a few snags I had in a backing weave drill–resulting in quite a few push ups throughout the week and many unexpected deaths in the cone family:

Despite the Cone family tragedy, EVO week was really enjoyable and with that phase completed the 7th IMPD Recruit Class is almost halfway through academy.

25
Apr
10

Badass of the week

This weekend members of our recruit class had the opportunity to attend IMPD’s 1st annual Women in Leadership conference.  Initially, I wasn’t excited to give up my Friday, but the day proved to be very inspiring and once again confirm how much I love this job.  Among the speakers at the conference were Chief Val Demmings, who is the first female appointed to serve as Chief of Police for Orlando and also Sergeant Jennifer Fulford.  I’m nominating Jen as badass of the week on The Fresh Meat Beat, an honor no less worthy than her National Public Safety Officer Medal of Honor. You can read her story here or this brief synopsis:

On May 5, 2004, Deputy Fulford-Salvano responded to a burglary in progress call after an 8-year-old boy called to inform the police that “strange men” were in his home with weapons and that he and his sister were hiding inside a van in the garage.  Deputy Jennifer Fulford-Salvano, first on the scene, entered the garage to check on the child and his sister who were still hiding in the family van.  As deputies took positions, two men emerged from the house and fired upon them.  Deputy Fulford-Salvano became trapped in the garage between two vehicles and the assailants who were firing on her position.  Deputy Fulford-Salvano then returned fire.  Although she was struck a total of ten times, including in her shooting hand, she was able to retrieve her weapon with her other hand and continue firing until both gunmen went to the ground. The assailants were apprehended and the children were kept safe and unharmed throughout the incident. 

09
Apr
10

Sookie goes soft

Monday was one of my favorite days of academy so far. Our class met at Crown Hill Cemetery, which sits on the highest geographic point in Indianapolis.  During our run through the grounds we honored the burial sites of several fallen officers and viewed the city we will have the privilege to defend.  Little Sookie shed some tears during each of these stops.  It was emotional considering the sacrifice of officers who have gone before me and the immense pride I have in in the opportunity our class has to serve the citizens of Indianapolis.  See, I do have a soft side, and it’s very mushy- I could have bawled like a baby.  Here’s the view:

This We Defend.

03
Apr
10

Mama Smackhouse Assesses Police academy

The other day I was talking with my mom about combatives training at police academy.  She asked if we really “beat each other up” during our fights. I jokingly said, “Of course, I’m not there to make friends.”  My mom paused a minute, then said excitedly, “Oh! It’s just like The Bachelor!”  My mind is usually prepared to make quantum speed connections in order to understand my mom’s rapid, random conversation pace. But sometimes she catches me off guard:

“What?” I asked.

“Just like in ‘The Bachelor’. They’re there to get the guy, not to make friends.”

Did Mama Smackhouse really just compare police academy to a reality TV show in which 25 catty women compete for the attention of one man? Yes. Yes she did.

Ah yes, I can see it now- August 5, 2010- the 7th IMPD Recruit Class Graduation ceremony. Sixty nine recruits receive badges and then collectively hold our breath in anticipation-waiting anxiously to see who gets the single, red rose from Chief Ciesielski.

02
Apr
10

The Smackhouse secret sauce for Shiny Boots

I refuse for my body to get sick.  My jedi-like mind capabilities have warded off sickness for several years, so I forgot what it felt like to not be my normal self last week.  Due to bronchitis, I sounded more like Sookie Manhouse and my ninja skills were incapacitated slightly from not being able to breath.  Mr. Smackhouse offered to take me to the doctor several times, but I was pretty sure I just needed to invoke a little more Yoda power.  My mental efforts failed, as did eating twice as many vegetables as my usual rabbit-like consumption of leafy greens.  I gave in to the doctor visit after a roller derby practice where I could barely skate a 2 minute jam without collapsing. 

One breathing treatment, one shot to the butt, one very flamboyant doctor, and one prescription later and the smack in Smackhouse is back!  However, everything in my lungs is now coming out- meaning lots of sexy hocking of loogies.  I may or may not have accidentally released a combination sneeze/cough, a “snough” if you will, while I was cleaning my IMPD boots earlier this week. Yes, I wiped off the snough remnants, but then noticed my boot looked a little shinier than usual. Could it be? Did I just discover the secret sauce to shiny boots? I usually use a bit of spit, but apparently phlegmy spit is what my classmates have been holding out on me.  The next day at academy, my boots were complimented no less than three times.  Take that Kiwi Parade!  Even though I am very glad to be feeling physically better, as each day passes my phlegm levels decrease-and with it the Smackhouse secret sauce.  In honor of the newly discovered, soon to be extinct shiny boot ingredient, I’ve composed an ode to the tune of “Smelly Cat” from Friends.  Please feel free to sing along:

Phlegmy Spit, Phlegmy Spit

No one appreciates you

Phlegmy Spit, Phlegmy Spit

It’s not your fault

They say you’re no better than snot

But you shine my boots, so obviously not

Phlegmy Spit, Phlegmy Spit

It’s not your fault

02
Apr
10

Why I’m demanding a back rub this weekend

Monday WOD

“4 corners”

400 m run, at corner 1- 25 burpees, corner 2- 25 situps, corner 3-25 pushups, corner 4- 25 air squats

4 rounds 

2nd WOD

Warmup: 1 OC spray

WOD: AMRAP 20 min- 1 face splash in water, 15 obscenity mutterings, 20 hand flaps

 Tuesday WOD

Modified “Linda”

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Dead Lift (155)

Pushups

Power Clean (65)

 Wednesday WOD

Filthy Fifty (minus the back extensions)

50 Box jump, 24 inch box
50 Jumping pull-ups
50 Kettlebell swings, 1 pood
Walking Lunge, 50 steps
50 Knees to elbows
50 Push press, 45 pounds
50 Wall ball shots, 20 pound ball
50 Burpees
50 Double unders

20 minutes

 Thursday WOD

“Cindy”

5 pull ups

10 pushups

15 air squats

AMRAP 20 mins- 23 1/3 rounds

 Friday WOD

Team Workout

400 m run

250 Thrusters (65#)

400 m run

250 pullups

400 m run

25
Mar
10

Steak and Flowers

Friday WOD

10 SDLHP (65#)

10 Ring Dips

7 rounds- 7:10

Yesterday Mr. Smackhouse said he had 2 surprises for me after academy.  Surprise number one was a bouquet of flowers.  Surprise number two was a top sirloin steak from the grocery store. Which do you think I was more excited about?  Of course: the steak.  Replace the flowers with some dark chocolate, and that’s a damn near perfect way to end a week of academy.

Another near perfect combination? Star Wars and roller derby.  Last weekend the Naptown Roller Girls defeated the Sioux Falls Roller Dollz in our annual “Scar Wars” bout. You can check out more pics here.

Scar Wars 013 by tomklubens.

Other wonderful combinations in store for Smackhouse this weekend: sleep + no 5 am wake up call, medication + less phlegm in my throat, BOUT day! + road trip with some awesome roller ladies. 

All to be followed up by Bad Combination Monday:  chemical spray + eyeballs.




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