The chilling out ended after lunch.. I swear, this was the toughest day so far.
We got to punch a lot since we practiced defenses against straight punches, ending in a summarizing drill with both straight and circular punches. As a finishing physical drill we did ”Flower” by Moby. Are you familiar with that one? No? It’s simple – you do push ups, and they sing
”Bring Sally up and bring Sally down”
and every time they sing ”bring Sally up” you go up, and at ”bring Sally down” you go down (duh) – and HOLD IT. Until the song says to up again. That’s the original. If you can’t do push ups, you do squats. I did squats.
It’s a lovely song. Really. And we checked, it’s not that long. But when you’re doing it, I promise you it feels like half and hour…
And directly afterwards, we took part in a one hour sparring class with the club here in Oslo.
I usually think that I suck at sparring, but it actually went okey. I got to kick the shit out of some people (yay!). Then I got my ass kicked as well.
Video: One partner could only kick, and the other could only punch.
John got a nice swing at my eye, so now I have a tiny red blood dot in the left one. At least it’s not a black eye, like in February..
We went out to dinner at Munchies in the evening. Markus was a bit displeased that we all got our food before he did. It’s really a great gang of guys, although we’re all a bit crazy. We made some jokes about what people might think when I’m the only girl with five guys and I have bruises all the way up and down my arms. For me it’s simple – I have my own, reversed, hardcore harem 
Jarmo found a pair of balls at ICA.
And Nima is too tired to carry the bag..
Back home things kind of got carried away…
First, Jarmo put smoking hot potato mash on Markus’s left nipple. Poor thing, he used my banana to cool it down. It is now a nipple banana. Then I kinda kicked him in the groin…
Nima and I were wrestling and I guess he felt he was about to loose, so Nima said ”You’re about to get Linnex all over your back”. When I turned I saw Markus holding Linnex in one hand, so my natural reaction was a kick to the groin (have I been training Krav too much?). I promise – I barely touched him, but he went down faster than you can say
Snap!
It was the first time he almost threw up from a groin kick.
And yeah, I admit it, I felt really bad for the kid. First he didn’t get his food on time, then he got food – but burning hot and on his nipple – and then I wore his left ball like a sock…
I haven’t had that much trouble yet with muscle ache or soreness. Not like some of the guys, but you know how guys are – they like to complain (oops, did I say that?). I guess I’m used to a lot of training at this point, since I’m also doing a Swedish Classic (skiing, cycling, swimming, running) – BUT, however, I have a feeling that tomorrow when I wake up, my body will go
No, forget it. Ain’t gonna happen.
Well, body – it’s gonna happen anyway… Tomorrow is day number five.
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