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?