I'm sick. I HATE being sick. Especially when it's the weekend and the sun is shining outside.I've been nursing this cold the whole week, taking lots of vitamins but I can't shake it. Took a stroll down to Starbucks this morning for a coffee, but still feel like shit. Just canceled plans for brunch with friends and dinner/drinks with other friends. Arghhhhhh!This is shit.So now I've resigned to the fact that I'll staying indoors the rest of the day so thought I'd catch up on some blogging. I don't even know where to start, so how about this...Last night I went to a fight. Yes, I said a FIGHT! It was crazzzy. In the morning one of my colleagues at work said:'I'm going to a fight tonight, want to come?'I said, 'What do you mean a 'fight'?'She gave me this website: http://www.ifl.tv/
I took one look and said 'Count me in'.The whole day at work I was thinking about it and the Ultimate Fighting Champion from FRIENDS just kept popping into my head. We departed work promptly at 5:30pm and headed to a Jujitsu gym to buy the tickets, which were $40. Pretty cheap I'd say for this sort of experience.We took my friend's car as the venue was out in New Jersey, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The GPS said it would take 15 min to get there but it took over an hour as we kept getting hopelessly lost. Dark winding roads, no street lights. Kind of scary. Then out of nothing, a massive sports arena appeared, with towering stadium lights but there was not a soul in site. It was bizarre.'Are we in the right place?''This is where Jane told us to go' (Jane is what my friend calls the GPS as it's the name of the voice on the GPS - haha'
We drove around for a bit more and it turned out we were just at the wrong part of the stadium. It's that massive you see...Anyway, once we got in, there was buzz and excitement all around. The parking lot was full of Tonka trucks, Big Boys Toys 4 Wheel drives, souped-up racers and macho hot rods. I think we were the only two girls there.Armed with a couple of beers and a hot dog we pushed our way past the red curtains into the main stadium. It was huge (imagine the Telstra Dome!). In the middle of it all was a ring with blazing lights where 2 fighters were having it out. I'm not sure if you ever played boxing computer games when you were young, but I felt like I was in a computer game. At the end of every round a scantily clad bikini buxom blonde would strut around the ring holding a sign saying Round 1, Round 2 etc, and Eminem or other high adrenaline angry rap would pump out of the speakers.It was an M.M.A. fight - Mixed Martial Arts. But thankfully there were some rules. No kicking below the belt or elbows to the face. Nice. But there were no boxing gloves - it was a raw fist fight. Grappling, rolling on the floor, choking and submission. Throughout the night there were several KOs. People getting wrestled to the floor put in a headlock and pummeled by multiple punches to the head. I think half the night my jaw was on the floor. An ambulance came to take one guy away. He got karate kicked square in the face and went down lack a lead sack.Amazing night. Not sure if I'll go again though!
I took one look and said 'Count me in'.The whole day at work I was thinking about it and the Ultimate Fighting Champion from FRIENDS just kept popping into my head. We departed work promptly at 5:30pm and headed to a Jujitsu gym to buy the tickets, which were $40. Pretty cheap I'd say for this sort of experience.We took my friend's car as the venue was out in New Jersey, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The GPS said it would take 15 min to get there but it took over an hour as we kept getting hopelessly lost. Dark winding roads, no street lights. Kind of scary. Then out of nothing, a massive sports arena appeared, with towering stadium lights but there was not a soul in site. It was bizarre.'Are we in the right place?''This is where Jane told us to go' (Jane is what my friend calls the GPS as it's the name of the voice on the GPS - haha'
We drove around for a bit more and it turned out we were just at the wrong part of the stadium. It's that massive you see...Anyway, once we got in, there was buzz and excitement all around. The parking lot was full of Tonka trucks, Big Boys Toys 4 Wheel drives, souped-up racers and macho hot rods. I think we were the only two girls there.Armed with a couple of beers and a hot dog we pushed our way past the red curtains into the main stadium. It was huge (imagine the Telstra Dome!). In the middle of it all was a ring with blazing lights where 2 fighters were having it out. I'm not sure if you ever played boxing computer games when you were young, but I felt like I was in a computer game. At the end of every round a scantily clad bikini buxom blonde would strut around the ring holding a sign saying Round 1, Round 2 etc, and Eminem or other high adrenaline angry rap would pump out of the speakers.It was an M.M.A. fight - Mixed Martial Arts. But thankfully there were some rules. No kicking below the belt or elbows to the face. Nice. But there were no boxing gloves - it was a raw fist fight. Grappling, rolling on the floor, choking and submission. Throughout the night there were several KOs. People getting wrestled to the floor put in a headlock and pummeled by multiple punches to the head. I think half the night my jaw was on the floor. An ambulance came to take one guy away. He got karate kicked square in the face and went down lack a lead sack.Amazing night. Not sure if I'll go again though!
