Sucks to be me.

[.V.]

I was supposed to get my bike ride and run today. But can barely move. My right pec and right lat are nearly immobile. Teaching this morning was agony.

Last night, a few people came by the house to hang out for a while. An 18 y/o H.S. wrestler who outweighs me by 20-30lbs and of course is 20 years younger wanted me to wrestle him. He wanted a re-match from the night before when just horseplaying I put him down and made him tap out in our parking lot after a discussion of kung fu vs grappling. I didn't want to but both of my girls were daring me to do it. A good dad never lets his little girls down.

We agreed no kicks, no strikes, no nerve techniques...not smart on my part because I suck on the ground.

Two interesting things happened. In just under a minute he got a new nickname "tap out". And although I won...I've learned a valuable lesson.

If you are 38...act your freakin age and if you can't...don't give up 80% of your arsenal.

You won and you lost. Good job.

[maverick]

Well come on, what did you get him to tap out with?

[.V.]

Hell if I know. I don't even think it has a name. He had me but I managed to get my right arm between us. Then went around his neck like in a guillatine choke (except I was on my back, he'd broken my guard and had the mount). I pulled to the right with my right pec and right lat and flipped him onto his back, bending his neck back into a reverse guillotine for lack of a better name. That's why I'm hurt, using basically just two muscles to overpower 200+lbs of better than me wrestler.

And p - I won, I lost, I won. Remember - everytime we learn something new...it's a win.

Andy, you are right. I stand learned and corrected.

[Merrida]

Message to take away: Don't mess with V unless you want the nickname Tap Out #2. That whole name has just way too many bad connotations....

I still say good for you, and keep your bruises and badges of honor to share with us. The girls and Mr. Tap Out need be none the wiser. Nothing's cooler than a tough Dad.