Dumb annoying habit of diving for the ball even when there's no chance of reaching it in time. I realize that there's no chance, and yet I dive. Probably because I want to make it look like I tried to get it so people don't think I'm lazy.

This makes me smile because I used to that back when I was on my *shudders* high school volleyball team. I didn't really want to be on the team, but the shrink-type person at school had said that I needed to take part in more school activities and volleyball seemed like a good idea. Seeing as pretty much everyone on the team strongly disliked me (granted, that was probably because I was such a bitch), I always felt like I had to overcompensate and dive insanely.

I don't know what the proper English term is; we called them "gym burns" but I'm from a French/German background so I have no idea whether there's a better word for that sort of rash/skin scraped off thing you get on your stomach when you slide on a gymnasium floor and your shirt wasn't tucked in. Do you get these too? I know that other than the dark purple knees that was my main volleyball injury.