Friday, November 5, 2010

Hurting My Shoulder Was The Least of My Worries, as it turns out

You'd think that someone who signs up for a boxing class would expect to get hit eventually.

Maybe at the last class, which is dedicated to sparring and will involve actual sparring equipment, such as headgear and mouthguards and gloves.

But not at the first class.

By a guy.

And his bare fist.

Accidentally, and in my forehead.

Which hurt for an hour.

Oddly enough, I can't wait to go back.

And mess him up.

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