Street Cred....

Oh man, do I ever boast Krav Maga war wounds! Not everyone likes martial arts and it can be a brutal form of calisthenics, no doubt. As much as I love Krav, I don't always perfect the technique that my instructor drills into my head- hence, injuries. It could be a kick to the abs, the delayed ducking to avoid a swing, forgetting to wear a mouth guard, you name it. Wednesday was uneventful, till I requested that my Krav partner provide resistance against a rifle deflection, and with one slip of my hand, the barrel of the rifle snapped back to clock me in the nose. Cue gushing blood and instant inflammation. The first (and hopefully ever) black eye I have sustained in Krav. My students think someone "put me down." Haha. My genes have lent me a high threshold for pain, so no problems over hurr, just a narly shiner until the next time I get my ass whooped....Bring it ON :)