I was hit in the eye by my elbow.
It was the last sparring of the Jiu-Jitsu evening.
The opponent was very different from me in weight class, but Gral was nervous from the start because he was the same.
The director usually pairs me with a senior member who has much more experience than me when I attach a male member as a sparring partner.
This is because experienced opponents skillfully control their strength no matter how many kilograms difference they have from me and lead the sparring so that there is no injury.
But it’s hard to spar if you have less experience or similar experience than me, but there’s a big weight difference.
The opponent’s movement, familiar with the rough sparring between men, is burdensome and daunting to me.
My daily goal is to get home safely without getting hurt rather than doing well, and I’m probably at the bottom of my desire to win at our gym.
I’m worried about getting hurt while playing, so if my opponent seems to be motivated, I put my mind down more.
It doesn’t cost much to tap. But the day before yesterday, I felt like it was not polite to the other person, and I wondered if I would be the only one who would be culled, so I changed my mind for the first time in a while from today. I don’t know if it’s wrong from here.
My opponent and I were lying side by side.
I was slightly below the back and I quickly climbed up and tried to grab the opponent’s bag.
It’s advantageous for me if I hug my neck from behind and choke or grab an arm and grab a bag with an amba.
The opponent who was disadvantaged by giving up his back turned around and tried to move away from me at the same time.
At that time, the opponent suddenly turned around with his elbow up, and hit him in the eye.
He lied down with his eyes wrapped around him and declared his suspension of sparring. The whole area around my eyes was tingling without knowing where and how I got hurt.
What if he broke his bone? Is it near the eyebrow bone? Is it near the cheekbone? Aren’t your eyes bleeding right now? Are they tears?
What is it? You don’t even open your eyes like some fighter on TV?
The director brought me an ice pack while I was breathing so hard and embarrassed that I was sparring so hard until just now that I was breathing in excitement at the same time.
After taking a rest for about 10 minutes, both breathing and pain gradually subsided.
I carefully touched the bones around my eyes and blinked my eyelids, but it seemed fine.
It was a little throbbing, but it didn’t burst or bruise.
I couldn’t help but laugh in relief.
I was relaxed, so I sat leaning against the wall in every corner of the gym to take a rest, but the elbow owner came next to me and was restless.
I’m so sorry. I laughed and said it was okay because I wasn’t seriously injured.
The director also comforted him by sparring, but his tone was somewhat firm.
The tone was not complacency that it was okay to have this injury or irresponsibility as a safety manager, but it seemed to tell me that I should not feel too guilty and intimidated even if I hated or blamed him emotionally.
That’s right, it’s nobody’s fault, it’s just what could happen.
No one intentionally causes injuries and no matter how careful and careful they are, mistakes happen.
Nevertheless, he couldn’t leave his seat because I was in front of him, and he kept apologizing, so I decided to avoid him quickly.
I quickly changed my clothes and went outside. My eyes keep bothering me, so I touch them gently over my eyelids 주짓수 and walk home slowly.
Strangely, I didn’t feel like I was unlucky, so I was relieved that there were days like this.
The director’s firm words must have comforted me.
It’s nobody’s fault, but it can hurt sometimes. It’s a bit throbbing today, but it won’t hurt tomorrow.