“I carried a watermelon..”

It’s a line I’d heard on occasion, but never actually understood until I finally got around to watching Dirty Dancing.

(Everyone else laughs at all the hip gyrating too, right?)

Well, I had my own “I carried a watermelon” moment this week, leaving work too late to make it to my gym in time for BJJ class.

I was trudging up the stairs from work’s basement office to the ground floor with my gym bag slung over my shoulder, when I noticed a pretty darn cute guy in no gi gear, standing in the foyer.

“Oh hey, BJJ?” I enquired, puzzled as to why a guy in gi pants and a rashie was in my office building.

Cute guy: “Yeah, we’ve got class tonight upstairs.”

Me: “No way! I work just downstairs and had no idea there were classes here.”

Cute guy: “Yeah we’re here until about Christmas, oh you train too? And you’ve got your gear with you? Well jump in! An Olympic wrestler is taking class tonight..”

Me: “Oh man I totally would, since I’ve missed class at my gym but, I have this friend’s cat to feed back in East London..”

I think #facepalm is appropriate.

Any BJJ “doh” moments you’d like to share?

Author: gypsy girl

An Aussie in Alsace, trying to be braver in jiu jitsu and life in general.

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