Bells Well Rung

So I got in my first fight today. Sort of.

Pete and I ordered some pads (helmet, hands, feet, etc.) for sparing a while back and we finally tried them out today. We dressed in our usual black, put on the pads, and went after each other at almost full speed.

And Pete popped me in the face. Again and again. I wouldn't have been so bad if I had stopped putting my face in front of his fist at some point, but I couldn't quite seem to get the hang of it.

So while he was busy smashing his fist into my nose, I figured what the hey and drove my heel into his gut. At one point he put me in an elbow/shoulder lock and took me to the floor, but I deserved it for going a little too far with a shoulder lock on him.

At the end of the day, though, a good time was had by all.