So did you know that if you do a switch-kick at the same time as your sparring partner does a round kick, your knees will slam together and it will feel like you've hit the funny bone of your leg?
Yeah, me neither, until yesterday.
I hopped around for a minute, and then grabbed a shelf to stay upright.
"It feels like I hit my funny bone, only on my leg," I said. "I can't feel my foot."
"That always makes me feel like I'm going to throw up," the coach said.
"Yeah, that, too."
But when the feeling died down, I was back in the ring.
I iced it last night, and today the bruise is dripping down under the skin below the extra bulge in my knee. It hurts to bend my knee, but I'm operating under the assumption that this is the kind of wound that benefits from forcing it to move while riding my bike rather than the kind that gets worse with use.
Sometimes I'm tempted not to ice things so that I can have a wicked bruise to show off, until I remember that I need to be able to kick things again by tomorrow night, and I dig out the ice pack (the one I can find; it's amazing how much I cannot find after moving). I would rather fight again immediately than have a grislier wound to display to the world at large.
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