I won my first match pretty handedly, 10 to 2. It went the full five minutes, and my opponent was tougher than the score would indicate, so I was freakin' exhausted.
My second match, I thought I was in control, leading 4 to 0, when my opponent scissored my arm between his legs and proceeded to crank a technique that I'm convinced very nearly broke my arm, and I barely had time to tap out. My arm is still sore.
Oh, and I have a nice minor case of cauliflower ear now, which is just great. I've drained it with a sewing needle, but if it gets any bigger, I'll probably have to go the professional route.
I still love jiu-jitsu though. It's awesome.
Here I am after a particularly refreshing release of flatulence. Okay, actually, this is a candid picture of me taken before the tournament started. Not flattering, I know, but so few pictures of me are.
Here I am, winning, in all my blurry, digital-image glory.
Here I am winning again, this time with just as much blurriness, with just a hint of fuzzy.
Posted by Ryan at September 25, 2006 09:18 AM | TrackBackI don't care what you say:
Men rolling around on top of each other=hot.
Thanks for the lust in the dust ideas. LOL
And congrats you big stud! Take care of that ear now mmkay?
I was hoping to get away with self-treatment of the ear, but it looks like I have to go the hospital route.
Posted by: Ryan at September 26, 2006 01:12 PMHope it's okay, see if you lived here, I coulda done that for free, I'm in an er tech class learning wound care even as we speak.
No kisses to make it better though.
How bad was it, (gory details please.)
And trying to take care of it at home? You really are kind of a bad ass aren't you?
Posted by: donna at September 26, 2006 10:58 PM