health & safety fair & MBR

We do a number of these. :O But this one was mainly geared towards kids! The Sports Med + Emergency Med clubs teamed up to it together, and I think it turned out rather well! We had a helicopter, an ambulance and a fire truck for them to explore, obstacle courses, fitness testing, free lunch, helmets + water bottles… If anything, the parents seemed really grateful that we managed to tire their kids out. :D

I decided to go with a several friends to a country bar the other night (definitely a first for me) since we really wanted to find a place to dance. There are no salsa clubs within a 3 hour radius, so we made do with what we had. I got to ride a mechanical bull (har har) and beat everyone else who tried in terms of staying on the longest (hooray for horseback-riding and pole, perhaps?). This bar in question apparently has midget wrestling on certain nights.

Yep, you read that correctly. Midget wrestling. That’s apparently a thing.

M: I’m sure you can enter it next time they have it…
F: Whatta dick!
M: BURN! Just kidding. The bull will be sweet though.
F: Yeah, we’ll see how long I can stay on.
M: I have full confidence that you would dominate a midget wrestling match. Or a women’s mud wrestling match, for that matter. They can’t handle the strength!
F: Even against _____*? She used to actually wrestle.
M: Maybe not her. She’s in a different weight class anyway.
F: Oh, true that. Hooray! Maybe I could win that $500 in jello wrestling too. Extra monies would be nice!
M: Yeah! Keep training so you can take advantage of an opportunity someday.
*I’m leaving her un-named, but she’s a girl in our class who won $500 earlier this year in a jello wrestling contest. She used to wrestle in college(? high school?) and is pretty much a beast with years of experience on me (which isn’t hard, since I’ve really only learned the double-leg takedown thus far).

Here’s a really cruddy picture of Day 5 of my inner thigh bruise from the mechanical bull. It is not unlike the bruises I used to get from pole (except that it’s unilateral; pole would usually murder me bilaterally), haha. I attribute most of my bruises to wrestling/BJJ these days though.

Lately, some of my friends have been trying to get me to drink, although I’m not really sure why, since I’m sure they’re well aware that I hate the taste of alcohol and would much rather eat a bunch of food instead. Unfortunately, this cannot be the case because I’m still trying to cut weight right now. (This deserves a whole ‘nother  post, but suffice to say, I suck at losing weight and I hate dieting.)

B: Why don’t you try just one drink?
F: Because alcohol tastes like crap and I’m trying to cut weight right now?
B: It’s just one drink! And it’s empty calories.
F: How is that even an argument? That’s a huge waste of calories that I could be putting toward something that actually has nutritional value. And could be something that actually tastes good.

Needless to say, they didn’t really get anywhere with me. I tried about 2 sips of a drink called “Mountain Mama” (which in theory sounded like it’d be good, but no) and gave it away.

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About Farrah

A frugal, selectively antisocial Family Medicine resident physician with too many interests. Loves...God, family, friends, volunteering and helping others, making others happy, music (especially piano and singing), Tahitian/hula/salsa/pole dancing, aerial silks, learning, writing, cooking, eating, sleeping, lifting weights, playing SNES and DS, photography, editing, window-shopping, gymnastics, kickboxing, BJJ, finding great deals, pyrography, horseback riding, archery, frolicking in the great outdoors...making every moment count.

Posted on May 17, 2013, in Day by Day and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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