There is nothing we can do…

First gotta get this out cause I am bitter about it. On Thursday night we had a test for TKD. The last part of the test was breaking and the break was a 540 backspin. Difficult break but most had already broken it, even the small guys. I was given a board and held it for what has always been a practice or set up. Before you go for real, you yell to alert your holder that this is a try and to hold the board securely. I was holding loose so my arms did not get tired and all of the sudden, a jr. black belt no less, comes flying around and misses the board but got my right hand. I was a little shocked and taken aback because there was no yell. I held the board again, this time he yelled, and he broke it the second time. When I gave the board back I noticed my hand was throbbing. I looked down and saw that my pinky was twisted at an interesting angle. I tried to choke back my tears until the test was over and we bowed out. After, I grabbed my stuff and headed for the door. My parents took me to Innovis and they discovered that the joint was fractured and referred me to a specialist. Today, I went to see him. He told me that, “there was nothing we can do.” Apparently, my finger will now always be twisted. Yeah. A little pissed and very upset. Here is a picture of what it looks like:


Now that I have covered that, this last weekend was a generally good time; other than my splinted finger. I got to the cities late afternoon and we went to the grocery store and tested out the Red Box. Not bad, a movie for $1 a night. We went to bed early after playing some Mario.

Saturday we woke up early and went with Tim to help him teach TKD. What we expected was going to be a quick morning with one class turned out to be 4 hours. Little did we know he had split the one class into four: little ninjas, youth beginner, youth advanced, and a sparring sport class. It was a pretty good time and the ninjas are adorable. Later, we went to Albertville and Tim and I got new shoes. Then, as customary, we hit up Old Country Buffet. Good times. It was pretty good and the area director was there and he remembered me from stories my dad has told him. He is a really nice guy so it was enjoyable. Tim left and Nick and I just relaxed before going to bed.

Sunday was a lounge day. We hit up the MOA for a t-shirt I had been meaning to get then I left. Oh yeah, my mom and I are addicted to Hostess 100 Calorie Cakes and they do not sell them in Fargo-Moorhead. Every time I go to the cities, I bring back multiple boxes. Recently, it was discovered that they also make muffins. Sure enough we discovered them at Cub. Nick is happy because he feels like he has muffin power and my mom has to go through him. Ha! So other than a muffin-power boyfriend, the weekend was pretty laid back. Not always a bad thing.

This is the week before spring break so school is a little hectic. I just finished a mid-term and have another one tomorrow. On Thursday I have an 8 page paper due, which I just found out about on Monday, and I have to make a presentation in my other class. Ick. This weekend is the Northwest TKD tournament in Alex. Obviously I will not be competing in sparring anymore. Kinda bummed about that. Baby Addison is also coming to town so we are meeting up with her at Champs on Sunday! On Monday I have an informational interview with the recruiting manager at Magenic and then early Tuesday morning I leave for Arizona! Busy next couple of days!

That is a cute kid

Don’t f eel much like updating today, but I did want to share this video with you that Heather sent.  This will be what my kids are like some day.


Pretty well summed up…

I think Heather covered this weekend pretty well. Although she didn’t really clarify what the mount was. It’s not as dirty as it sounds. It’s when you are grappling on the ground and one person manages to straddle the other. Like so:


But I had a good time. It’s always fun to share what I know with other people. I ran over some of the basics on grappling on the ground. I covered a lot of ground. In April, my instructor, Tim Cruff, is coming in to really go over some stuff.

But anyways, yes we did exchange gifts and you can get a peek at my treasures here:

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Mount me Megan!

This weekend Nick came to town and we exchanged Valentines gifts. I like celebrating after the day because everything is half price! Yay! Nick got to town and we didn’t do much that night.

Saturday was a busy busy day. We woke up early to make it to team practice at 10. We worked out, did drills and sparred until 1. It was Nick’s first time sparring since he was a red senior and he had his way with people in the ring. Master Roy spilled his punching secrets to his competitors but he still laid em out. It was pretty entertaining to watch! I got up close with the pop kick and enjoyed hitting people in the head. After class, all bruised and tired, we met Tim, Megan, Anthony and Emily at Subway for a quick bite to eat. Black belt class started at 2 and we were all still worn out from team practice. We learned a new technique and it was pretty neat. Then Nick taught a little ground-work self-defense. Master Roy sprung him on it before we left to eat at 1 so he came up with something fast and delivered quite well. Megan and I got up close and personal mounting each other… Mounting is when you get on top of someone and try to have your way with them. We learned how to defend yourself if someone were to be on top of you, in the mount position, and trying to hurt you. Good information but luckily I’m so good I never get mounted… It was a good time and I actually learned some things. Lastly, we were given the choice of whether or not to spar with swords. Most of us opted to watch and I became the official timer. I handed the stop-watch off to Emily after I got bored, which didn’t take very long. We left the gym around 5 and returned home to take a shower and relax before hitting up Texas Roadhouse for some deliciously wonderful ribs and cinnamon bread. Yum! After we got home we were both pretty tired so we watched some TV and crashed.

Sunday we work up late and Nick got on the road early to beat some weather. Since then, I have been balancing my time between Mario and homework.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. My Dad couldn’t make our annual spring break ski trip so I made other plans. Originally, I was just going to spend the week in Golden Valley lounging around Nicks’ apartment but an idea popped into my head. I called up my Grandparents and the next day I booked a plane ticket. I am headed to warmth and sunshine for spring break! I leave Tuesday, March 4th for Phoenix and come back that Friday. Oh joyus sunshine. Relaxing by the pool with a good book will be my objective and spending some quality time with my Grandparents. When I was in high school, my brother and I went to Arizona during one Easter break. We saw the sights and went to the horse races and I had a blast. So, my Grandpa wants to take me again! Yay for trumpets!

Thats all for now…just looking forward to another weekend with Nick…

Heathers superb cup stacking skillz have improved! Her times as of the present hour are:

  • 3-3-3: 3.69
  • 3-6-3: 5.10
  • Cycle: 16.51

The Story of Nick and Heather – Part XXIV

So, what becomes of our brave heroes in our story? Do these young love birds make it, some say that they do. They say that even to this very day, they are still in love and can be found arguing about who gets to play Mario when they are not exploring the lands. But that all, well, that’s for another story…