What's Happening In My Head While Someone's Hitting It
Thoughts While Sparring For the First Time --Hey. HEY! --Oh yeah? Oh yeah? --I can take that. No problem. Come at me again. --She's street fighting. This isn't pretty. --I WANT to LAND a solid RIGHT. Get your FREAKIN gloves out the WAY. Lemme try again. --Her head snapped back. THAT'S what I'm talking about. Wait: should I feel bad about that? Her mother is watching. I'm hitting this woman's daughter. --Actually, I don't feel bad at all. --She's tired. She's MINE. Thoughts Later In the Night After Sparring For the First Time --My jaw hurts. --Holy Sh*t I was boxing. --Why isn't this tylenol kicking in? --Why does my head still hurt? --What is this bruise on my chest? --Holy Sh*t I'm 40 and I was BOXING. --What did any of that training have to do with someone standing there trying to hit me? --Must learn more defense before I do that again. --Will you do this again? --Yeah, sure; a little more defense first, though. --But my head. It hurts. Ow
Oh my, 19. That's big.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic picture. Post more! Oh, and congrats! You deserve a party of epic proportions, and I hope you get one. :)
ReplyDeleteOMG. The hat.
ReplyDeleteHolyhoke: You makin' fun of my hat? I'll have you know it went perfectly with my Victorian-style dress, and balanced out the bustle, to boot. Okay, maybe it was a bit much.
ReplyDeleteLisa: As you know, they didn't make digital photos back in 'em days, so it was a bit hard to post even this one!
Amy: Big is right! And don't forget old: that's kinda what this makes us.
Lest you think your husband has forgotten our 19th anniversary, saunter on over to my blog for another blast from the past: our wedding music. I love you Amy. Here's to many more!
ReplyDeletehappy happy 19th! love the pic! :D
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