Lesson #1: Don't fucking volunteer to demonstrate. Once they know your name, you're screwed.
Lesson #2: Don't try to prevent your ginormous ass from hitting the ground. Your butt is better padded than your wrist.
Lesson #3: You talk a couple of women into staying and learning how to kick a man in the balls without cringing and apologizing, you get a free lunch.
Lesson #4: I freaking love this move:
Second, looking back at my three Whew! posts has taught me something about the people who visit my blog. Whew! #1 has 189 hits, Whew! #2 has 211 hits, Whew #3 has 36 hits. What in the world could cause such a discrepancy in hits between such similar posts? Hmmmm? Anyone? I did take a sports bra pic last night, but had been advised that what I saw as a "Brandy Chastain Celebratory Sports Bra" shot, others would see in an, um, "different" light. Naw, thought I, sweet innocent Angel, surely all those people were checking in for moral support. Perhaps I was wrong.... but the shot did kick ass, I'm showing more tightness and curve around the waist. Yea me! *happy dance*
Third, watching Terminator 2, and Linda Hamilton is a bat-shit crazy BADASS. I want to be her in 6 months. Which means I really need to start focusing on upper body strength, something that will also help with my shooting. I'd really like to up my endurance at the range.
Note from Angel:
Part of building WarriorAngel is embracing ALL of who I am, and let's face facts, shall we? I am a teensy bit of an exhibitionist. For any creepers out there, make no mistake, I am heavily armed and fully capable of protecting myself. Come at me and I'll blow your balls off.
And if not me, look around at my friends. They're even more heavily armed, and I have NO doubt they all have my back.
Someday I'll trade this,