"You whine like a mule...you are still alive!"
That is Morgan Freeman's line to Kevin Costner in Robin Hood. It keeps running through my head because all I'been able to think about all day is HOW MUCH MY DAMN NECK HURTS!!!
We did head-lock type grappling in martial arts class last night and I got paired up with the sexy guy. This would've been great if aforementioned sexy guy wasn't 7 feet tall and at least twice my weight...and built....with many many muscles...strong muscles. Have I mentioned he's big and strong? And he had a hold of my head/neck for most of the night? Yeah. So now I can't move my neck too much...and by too much I mean NOT AT ALL. Grrrr....
Hehe, then again, the masochistic side of me is convincing my butt to run out the door and return to the torture chamber tonight. I think my brain is shrinking...its losing the battle.
We did head-lock type grappling in martial arts class last night and I got paired up with the sexy guy. This would've been great if aforementioned sexy guy wasn't 7 feet tall and at least twice my weight...and built....with many many muscles...strong muscles. Have I mentioned he's big and strong? And he had a hold of my head/neck for most of the night? Yeah. So now I can't move my neck too much...and by too much I mean NOT AT ALL. Grrrr....
Hehe, then again, the masochistic side of me is convincing my butt to run out the door and return to the torture chamber tonight. I think my brain is shrinking...its losing the battle.