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I'm about to whine.. so if you don't want to hear it... then don't read my fucking blog.

Today was the second to last day before graduating Combatives Lvl I. The one thing I've been saying consistently through out training is that I really am getting too old for this shit. All the tossing and twisting and generally beating each other up is taking its toll. Well today... yeah. At one point there was three of us battling it out on the mat and my dumb ass ended up at the bottom and while trying to wiggle my way out got hurt. Apparently the WHOLE room could hear the popping and cracking from my chest where the doctor thinks I either seperated a rib or cartlidge from the sternum. So needless to say I'm hopped up on pain meds, snuggling with a heating blanket, and chillin in a recliner because laying down hurts really fucking bad. The recovery process should be painful and a lot of fun