Given that our recent focus in Jiu-Jitsu has been all things lower extremities: heel hooks, ankle locks, knee bars, and now toe holds, I’m not surprised by how colorful my skin has become from the knee down. This adds to the near-omnipresent arm bruises.
But one night before class, I considered how cool it would be to have a black eye. I’m all about new experiences; why not this one? I’ve thought this a handful of times, so the only reason it’s unique now, is that I sort of got my wish.

I’ve been to two classes since, and only Pink said anything about it. Are others afraid to mention it for fear I’ll be embarrassed? Meh.
Mrs. Instructor… Oops, I mean Her Rolling Hips (Diane‘s awesome guess for HRH) knew in advance when I sent her a pic the morning I noticed one under-eye bag was a little darker than the other. (Wait? Is that actually a bruise? Huzzah!)
She was all: “I see it? I think?”
So, naturally, I had to send her daily updates as the bruise developed until she saw it for herself in class. She wanted to know who was “beating up her training partner” in her absence, but I had no idea. I had rolled with everyone and didn’t notice it happen.
She, ever so kindly, suggested I punched myself. “If anyone could do it, it would be you.”

The next closest jewels in my crown of bruises were two lip bruises. The one I gave myself with my own knee…

And the one I got from SD, which wasn’t nearly as impressive. I told HRH about it.

That incident with SD happened shortly after I moved up to the higher level class. When I pointed the bruise out to him, he said, “I did that?” I nodded. “Well… welcome to Master Cycle,” he said with a big grin.
It hurts to be friends with these people.

Last Q: Modern pizza was invented in Naples during the late 19th century.
New Q: With more than 2,200 versions, this is the most covered copyrighted song in history.
And, btw, thanks to all of you who came out in support of Jacqui’s new book in my last post. Awfully decent of you. 🙂
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Ha! Thanks, tref. 🙂
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Wonderful war wounds, Betsy! Wear them with pride. 😊🙏💪
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Thanks, Ab! 🙂
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You must be very limber to bruise your lip with your own knee, Ilsa. Keep it up. Yesterday?
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Correct, Tim! Well done!
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You wear your battle scars well! Too bad you don’t have any walls to be thrown into. 🙂 My face ran into one during a racquetball game once. That shiner was a beaut!
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Nice, Maddie! I suppose I could be thrown into a wall, technically, but the walls are padded. 😛
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Now that sounds like fun! 🙂
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Lol. YOU’RE fun, Maddie!
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You were, like “I ran into a wall,” and everyone else was, like, “Sure you did,” while giving your date the stink eye… 😂
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LOL! I never thought of that!
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Oh man! Ha. Running into a wall would at least be unique from, “I tripped.”
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“I’ve TRI-ipped… And I can’t get down!”…
Oh, sorry. Little flashback hippy humor there, just ignore me 🤪🌻
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😛
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whew! I’m always glad when nothing’s broken lol
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Yes! Knock on wood!
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Oh, I cringed hard when reading this. I do admit I’m surprised you haven’t had your nose broken yet though.
I am not a music person at all, so I have no idea. I was going to say Amazing Grace, but that’s not copyrighted…
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I didn’t know Amazing Grace wasn’t copyrighted. Look who DOES know music stuff!
Don’t even say that about the broken nose, Booky! Now you’ve got me scared. I don’t relish the idea of that happening. Not one for my to do list.
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Mrs B knows a lot about hymns, so some has rubbed off on me 🙂
Mums the word on the okenbray osenay!
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Ridiculous that it took me a moment to decipher your pig latin, but roger that, Booky!
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You and I differ in many ways, but actually wanting a black eye has to rank near the top of the list. Am I supposed to say congratulations instead of I’m sorry? If so, yay. Well done you! 👍
I’d say break a leg next time but you might want that too.
🤣
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Hilarious, River! I’ll pass on the broken leg. I did think that had happened once. Fortunately, it was just a bad knee sprain. Still, it was painful enough for me to think, yeah, I’ll pass on broken bones, please and thank you.
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I know you’re okay, but are you OKAY? You got one heck of a boo-boo.
My guess: Let It Be by the Beatles
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Totally okay. It doesn’t hurt unless I press on it, and why would I press on it? Appreciate the concern, AB! ❤
And super close!
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I would manage to press on it accidentally every five minutes until its greatly delayed healing…
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my guess is white Christmas!
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That is a fantastic guess. Sadly, no. Stay tuned. Although, somebody in here got it, if you don’t want to wait. I think it was the third commenter…
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I’m surprised you had to wait so long for a black eye. Isn’t that par for the course in jiu jitsu? Like a chef having random burns, or a masseuse having achy fingers? Well, anyway. congratulations on your black eye! (There’s a sentence I never thought I’d write.)
I’m not sure about the particular song, but it’s gotta be something by the Beatles.
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Somewhat surprising, yes, though we don’t generally punch each other in the face. Maybe this was from somebody’s elbow? It’s really too bad I have no memory of it happening. It would be nice to have the mystery solved.
Awesome on the sentence you never thought you’d write. And you are absolutely correct on the band…
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I’m going to go with “Happy Birthday,” (which some enterprising jerk submitted for copyright long after everyone was singing it), but also “congratulations” on your black eye. Is your husband getting dark looks when you go out in public?!
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Funny about “Happy Birthday.” I had no idea. Does anyone know who came up with that song? What a legacy. No dark looks toward Hubby that I’ve seen. And I only noted one teenager sort of staring at me. Otherwise, people are like, whatevs. How disappointing. 😉
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Haha, love this post 😄Your bruise collection is impressive. ‘If anyone could do it, it would be you’ is definitely going down as one of the best quotes ever.
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It’s a good thing I’m secure enough to have people laugh at me. … and to admit she could be right. Thanks, Ritish!
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I was going to mention Mrs. Instructor’s hips but thought I might get slapped. Guess I should have just gone for it.
“Yesterday” by The Beatles?
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Correct! On both counts! JK 😉 Well, maybe. Who would slap you? Tara? If she read this blog I’d be impressed.
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Wait. Am I correct on at least one count? Please say yes.
I don’t think Tara reads your blog, but even if she did, I doubt she’d slap me. We’re pretty open with each other, even if that involves other peoples’ hips!
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Yes! You nailed the song! Impressive.
I hear ya. I remember the story of the hot neighbors. 😛
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YESSS!!! I remember hearing that somewhere. Probably one of the music podcasts I listen to regularly.
I sure do miss those neighbors!
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Haha on the neighbors. I’ll bet you do.
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Even before all the recorded versions, this song was already going through changes. Its original set of lyrics was rescued from McCartney’s trash can, so we know it went, “Scrambled eggs… All I ever eat are scrambled eggs…”
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Whoa. Look who’s got the music knowledge!
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As a songwriter myself this titbit stuck in a mind which generally jettisons factual insights in favor of vague clouds of poetic potential (it’s not easy being me) 😳
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🙂
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happy birthday, but think it’s in the public domain at that this point? ouch, and ouch, and so far, I’ve sustained less of these injuries in my sport, walking. hope you heal soon.
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Apparently you’re right on the public domain thing, Beth, or so I’m learning from others’ comments. Think, Beatles.
And I would probably enjoy walking more if I didn’t have chronic foot pain thanks to taekwondo. At least I’m on the ground most of the time for jiu-jitsu. 😛 And thank you, Beth! 🙂
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that’s a plus at least ). Beatles – yesterday?
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You got it! 🙂
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Always fun to check in on the battle wounds. I have no idea on the song so a wild guess is Happy Birthday.
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Happy Birthday is a popular and reasonable vote, but it’s actually a Beatles song. 🙂
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Uh okay.
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What I mean is, the answer is a Beatles song, if you wanted to try again.
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I get it. Still have no idea and not going to cheat. (although I was tempted)
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Black-and-blue Badges of Courage.
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Thanks, Jacqui! 🙂
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Back in my younger days, when I worked security, I always thought I’d end up getting a black eye. Sadly I never did. I did however once break a finger and scrape my knee chasing kids out of a drive-in movie theater (yes, I’m that old). Long story, and yes the kids got away.
and, “Yesterday. All my troubles seemed so far away …” Somewhere on my desk I have a music box movement that plays that tune. Maybe I’ll record a cover for that.
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Wow. I didn’t know security jobs actually got dangerous. You chased the kids away, so that means you won. But, yowsa. Broken finger for that? Dang!
And “sadly” you never got a black eye? See? You get me. 🙂
Of course you are correct with the song. Yes, create the 2,201st version!
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Somes I got into a little actually danger. Mostly it was boredom, but once in awhile …
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Oooh. Sounds like stories waiting to be shared.
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👌
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are you serious? the hell kind of sport is it?
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Jiu-Jitsu, babee!!!
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I guess by now you’re well accustomed to bruises. Do take care of your vision!
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Yes, ma’am. Will do!
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😀
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Looks a lot like the one I got as a ninety pound examinee for the Red Cross lifesaving certificate. Of course I drew the double drowning, struggling victims. And yes, the male life guards did oil themselves up before the rescue…
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Yikes!
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Oh, yeah. I was the ultimate skinny geek. Bad hair, bad skin, bad teeth, bad coordination, socially clueless, three years behind my classmates agewise, with the coke bottle glasses and sinus problems, AND my mama dressed me funny.
If there was any kid in this world who might come out of a damn Red Cross test with a shiner, it would be Yours Truly 🙄
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L. O. L. Hahaha. Ah, Ana. So sorry. 😛
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Thank you for that, sista
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❤
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I used to think people would steer clear because of the Jiu-Jitsu skills but now I’m thinking all it takes is one look at your face instead. First photo: You’re ready to play football! HRH’s suggestion that you brought this on yourself reminded me of an allergist (of all people), a long time ago, who thought I might’ve punched myself when a food allergy gifted me a fat lip. And the trivia… so many choices… “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”?
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It’s funny that I said in this post that people were ignoring the bruise. Then, last night, one guy saw me and immediately said, “What happened to you?!” Haha! I suppose the bruise could be interpreted different ways. I either look tough or like a bad fighter. I thought of the football thing, too. But I ran out of that stuff (what is that anyway) before I could do the other eye? Was the allergist joking? And don’t you think you would’ve noticed punching yourself in the lip somehow? she says, not knowing how she got her own bruise… Great guess on the song. That makes sense, for sure. The correct answer, however, is a particular Beatles song…
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I probably would’ve gotten the trivia question right if I’d guessed it yesterday 😉
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There ya go! 😛
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Oh, no! It’s kind of a flex, though. 🙂
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I always try taking pics of cool/bright/awful looking bruises and they end up looking so lame and undramatic in my photos. Le sigh.
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My pics are never as good as the real thing, either. I feel ya, Theresa.
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