It's been a while since I last got armored up. Yesterday the Mrs. and I went to an event; I spent a good deal of time getting re-aquainted with fighting in armor.
Ow.
It doesn't get any easier.
Followed that up with a six mile run this morning.
Ow.
I think I'm a masochist. Not even a closet one, either.
5 comments:
Well, at least you didn't have someone lobbing arrows at you.
Well, actually.....
Heh, so you are a masochist. Good morning. :)
The :) is manners, this is your blog, and having never fought in armor, I can only partially understand how that is.
chicks dig knights in shining armor. what they dont understand is if the armor is shiny, the knight inside hadnt done anything of significance.... go get dented.....they dig scars too.....
Trust me, my armor is plenty dented.
Grog - there's no time like the present!
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