Class and...

Well. Not that I've really practiced except in my head, but I had been contemplating playing flute on Mon. with the local amateur band. That was before we did kicking practices and taking turns holding the kicking pad. One guy kicked too high and smacked the top of the pad into my mouth. At least I had my teeth together like the teachers said to do... so, two bloody lips means no playing. Pretty funky thing in some ways... I've never gotten my upper lip split before I'm pretty sure, not even when I got popped in the mouth in Junior High (the joys of teenagers). Kicking part of class was definitely a little rougher than usual for me, so back to having ibuprofen before and after class, at least today.

OTOH, was doing a little tickle fu sparring with L after class and found I've gotten a _lot_ faster. So's he of course, and he's gotten pretty good at deflecting too; I really had to crank it up some, which is how I discovered I'd gotten faster. Good way to bleed off a little of the adrenaline from getting popped in the mouth, although the rest took a while to go :P

Stopped in at Frontier Pizza and got calzones, mmmmmmm!

Mostly packed for tomorrow, but still need to pick out some clothing and that sort of thing. And then some sleep!