Losing a Part of Myself

Losing a Part of Myself

Losing a Part of Myself

So for the past month or so I’ve had to take my eyebrow piercing out for 90 minutes once a week at kickboxing.  I tell you what.  Shoving that bad boy back into my face after getting brutalized at the toughest gym I’ve ever been into is not a treat.  I always bleed and have to reopen the wound.  Today that all ended.  I simply couldn’t get it back into the hole.  My piercing hole bled during kickboxing I guess and that blood clogged up the hole worse than ever.  To be honest it’s one bastard of a hassle.  Shoving the piece back into my eye hurt so bad.  But my tolerance for pain has gone up.

I love that eyebrow piercing.  It really looked cute on my.  I got lots of compliments on it and people would bring i up all the time.  I am gonna miss it in a real way.  I wanted one for years but it’s gone now.  I really have to step up my training to justify the loss I think.  I mean I am in deep pain right now.  I wore out my hands tonight.  I am getting stronger I think.  I mean I didn’t come as close to dying as I usually do.  I still hate the running at the beginning, but I was able to fireman carry my partner and squat him ten times this week with more ease than last time.  Getting carried was the hard part, as his shoulder was crushing my dick.  But I endured.

So I say farewell today to my first face piercing.  I had to choose between fashion and improving my body.  I may get it repierced some day, but for now I am going to really just focus on improving my warrior skills, which I think will improve my core confidence anyways.


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