Check out my weird, polka dot bruises.
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Last night at class there were several new guys there and I ended up working with one of them instead of one of the other girls. We took turns holding the pads for each other (mostly he held the pads for me, I think because the instructor forgot to tell us to switch until class was almost over) and it worked out really well. When he was holding them for me I didn't feel like I had to hold back, and when I was holding them for him I didn't feel like he was holding back (at least not too much). Plus I got some really nice bruises. It was awesome! It is very seldom that I use the word "awesome" in a non-sarcastic manner; this is one of those times.