Ouch. I have bruises everywhere. It was a rough week of training, and the hurt is aggrevated by the fact that I stayed up late and watched UFC fights or a dumb movie (Clash Of The Titans, I hate you, except for the parts with Maggie Smith) or really retarded movie (Transformers, some things unfortunately you cannot un-see). So I came home from Saturday class today and slept for about three hours. And will go to bed early and sleep all day tomorrow too.
My hurt is manyfold.
1. Joints ache. Trained lots of arm bars and chokes this week, and extra amounts of rolling. I love you too, Naprosin.
2. Bruises. Not the painless weird bruises I get on my upper arms, but the really deep black bruises I get on my forearms, shins, and collarbone. If I had a boyfriend, it would look like he beats me.
3. Cansado. Just tired due to crazy movie schedule listed above.
Tired, minor bruises and joint aches, whatever else is going on in my world that aches, and yet class is one of my favorite places to be. I feel friendship growing with a many of my dojomates, and it's a pleasure to see them every time. Unlike my other friends, we're all working on a particular task together. It is similar to the bond I had with my rugby mates. The aches kind of register as gravity: always there, a given to work with.