Girls do not fight fair. Girls will lure you out on the dance floor with some tempting new tracks, and fool you into thinking their guard is down. Then the combos will start, one song flowing into another. They will work your legs and feet like a seasoned muay thai fighter, crashing into you over and over. You'll try to tap out and take a breather, but the next song will flow into the next and the grappling will start. Try as you might, despite your body's screaming desire for the bell, you can't leave the floor. The round doesn't end. Only when the girl tags out and her partner steps into the ring do you have a chance to clear the floor, to grab a little water and maybe a towel.
My feet bare the bruises from last night's throw down (or dance as they'd say on the Galacita). Well done, girls. Well done.
My feet bare the bruises from last night's throw down (or dance as they'd say on the Galacita). Well done, girls. Well done.