Ouch
Ok so I finally got back into the Gym today, and when I say gym, I'm not talking pumping iron type gym, no I mean i actually started martial art training again. Now it has been many moons since I picked up a focus mat, or decided to get sweaty with another male, and no not sweaty the way phats likes to get sweaty with other males. I decided to do a combat submission wrestling class today, as soon as I walk into the gym, the instructor recognizes me from a bar which I bounced at, oh great now he is going to think of me as a meathead who just wants to be more effective at tossing people out of bars. In all honesty I have close to a 90 % success rate in talking people out of a bar, and I hate getting physical, one I might get hit, and that would not be good, and two I cannot ruin my face as I am about to goto LA and be discovered as the next Peter North( if you have to ask, forget about it).
First we started of with some basic calisthenics on the mat, after 10 minutes of this I am already breaking a sweat, the evening does not bode well for me. We go thru drill for about the next hour and I am handling myself pretty well. For the last half hour he wants us to spar, 20 seconds into my first sparring session, and I catch an elbow to the eye, MUTHAFUCKA, there goes my modelling career, I now have a cut under my eye, and I have to teach tomorrow.
2nd match I am squaring off with some sasquatch, luckily no injuries, but I almost got him to submit.
3rd match the instructor wants a piece of this ass, is this like a rookie thing or something, so there is little ol me against the instructor, now think Mr Miyagi from the Karate Kid, ok pictured him, my instructor looked nothing like him, the bastard was about 6'3 and 230. Three submissions later, me not him, I am allowed to leave and take my aching ass home.
Now for my rant, you smelly bastards who come to the gym, take a freaking shower especially if you are going to be rolling around on a mat with somebody else, I almost tapped out when my nose was buried in some hygiene deficient asshole.
Thanks to all your posts recently, as sson as I can think up nicknames for you I will be adding you to my family.
First we started of with some basic calisthenics on the mat, after 10 minutes of this I am already breaking a sweat, the evening does not bode well for me. We go thru drill for about the next hour and I am handling myself pretty well. For the last half hour he wants us to spar, 20 seconds into my first sparring session, and I catch an elbow to the eye, MUTHAFUCKA, there goes my modelling career, I now have a cut under my eye, and I have to teach tomorrow.
2nd match I am squaring off with some sasquatch, luckily no injuries, but I almost got him to submit.
3rd match the instructor wants a piece of this ass, is this like a rookie thing or something, so there is little ol me against the instructor, now think Mr Miyagi from the Karate Kid, ok pictured him, my instructor looked nothing like him, the bastard was about 6'3 and 230. Three submissions later, me not him, I am allowed to leave and take my aching ass home.
Now for my rant, you smelly bastards who come to the gym, take a freaking shower especially if you are going to be rolling around on a mat with somebody else, I almost tapped out when my nose was buried in some hygiene deficient asshole.
Thanks to all your posts recently, as sson as I can think up nicknames for you I will be adding you to my family.
posted by The Future at 12:34 AM
6 Comments:
Geesh what a wimp! haha jk! :) I think you must not have gotten the memo that pick on Phats week is over, and we have had pick on gareth week, so I guess you're next! I can't imagine even trying such a sport, kudos for you, I chose to do the most manly sport of the bunch yes I am talking Cheerleading HAHA I am proud of that though!!
Hmm Gareth is really good at Karate, maybe we should have a Blog Match between you two, i wonder who would win, my money is on you.
"and no not sweaty the way phats likes to get sweaty with other males." - LMAO you will fit in very well in our group, lol.
Phats, good call man. We have both had our turn. It is Future's turn now. Let's see how far we can push him before he cracks, haha. We can call it an initiation into our group thingy, lol.
Yes Future ...... don't pick on him because of the cheerleading thing. He is very proud of that achievement!
I suppose pick on the Bat is tommorow....... MEN
good for you for going to gym. I have been going back as well.
Bring it on beeetttccchhheessss
yeah don't pick on Phats the cheerleader....us rah rah's have to stick together! (see??? I've finally admitted it Phats!)
BTW my sister (also a cheerleader) would fight to the end about the fact that cheerleading is a "sport." :)
oh and future...the second day is worse than the first. Just thought you would want to prepare!
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