BeAu and I wrestled around this morning. I got him in a leg lock (thank you past self - years of running pays off sometimes!) and I was a good bit close to getting him to tap out. But I just HAD to open my mouth. "Come on, Plasky. Work harder." "You're not going to let a 110lb woman beat you, are you?" "Didn't you go to wrestling school?" To which he replied: "We didn't get this far!" OMG. I died. He won. Worth it. Rhio and I can't go 10 minutes without bursting out laughing. That workout was well-needed! I forgot how much I enjoy wrestling. It inspires me to go running later!