Some Few Bruises

After Jaertes talked me into joining him at Jujitsu tonight, I went with a little trepidation.  After all, for all that I’m relatively capable, I’m not exactly in great shape, or particularly resilient.  I’ve kinda always been the lightweight pretty guy.

And, true to my expectations, I’ve been battered and bumped and bruised all over the place – most of which was self inflicted.  Teaching oneself  to dive at the ground and then smack it to lessen the impact is so shockingly counterintuitive that the first part of learning is the process is merely getting to the point where throwing yourself at the mats makes enough sense that trying whatever move it is becomes feasable.

Ugh.

I’m going to go soak in icewater or something.  Later.