9 HOURS OF GRADE 9!
Ever wanted to spend a weekend at a martial arts seminar? Pack the arnica, you’ll need it.
Day 1. 12 p.m. Injuries: none. Actually, technically there’s still a healing scar across my forehead from when I hit myself in the face with my own palm stick two weeks ago. For the sake of my ego, I should point out that I only hit myself to avoid hitting a man 5 grades lower than me after he charged forward in a way that would have ended badly. Just saying. Heroic, sacrificial face-gash….Read More