I have a mate, Jake, whom I've known for many years. He's been doing Brazilian Jiu Jitsu for a few years now, which is basically like wrestling, only far more caliente or something. It's not that capoeira, dancing around, "not really a martial art but a lifestyle" sort of thing.
So he convinced me to come to a class to give it a shot. For 2 and a bit hours last night, we rolled around, trying to pin one another and get a leg over each other in a way that was totally not homo-erotic. I woke up this morning, almost completely unable to move, with bruises all over my body.
Awesome. AWESOME! Like Fight Club this is. So I'm gonna get myself a dress (or Kimono, or Gi, whatever one wants to call it) and start going to classes. Up with bruises.
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