Yesterday I went to sleep at 11pm (know how long it's been since I've gone to sleep that early?) Do you want to know why? I was exhausted. Three solid hours of boxing, and exercise drills that dude learned in the army. (He's Irish *drool*) I was drenched in my own sweat, and I smelled absolutely appalling. But it's alright, everyone else there did too... I was the only girl there. My gender was questioned by a 30-something-year-old boxing coach (Y) I was taken around and made to show 6 or 7 different coaches my "excellent boxing technique"... Hmm... 'Kay... AND I was paired up with a 6ft BEAST who was wearing a sweat suit, and everytime he went to punch me, his sweat would hit me in the face/arms/gloves/legs/SHOES! Once his sweat landed on my NEW FRIGGIN' SHOES I hit him with a straight on the side of the face and he fell on his ass. Anyhow My wrist hurts ): Poor baby! Muchos Luff Noah EL Boxer, BABY! (Y) xoxoxoxoxoxox