Card Carrying Lesbian … What’s in your wallet?

Gay Girls Sparring … as it should be.

Posted on 07. Apr, 2009 by Sasha.

As I’ve mentioned before I train at a fight gym, MMA to be a little more specific. Well, the one thing I lack most (but I’m working on it) is consistency. I tend to go in spurts and my life follows. I’ll write in spurts, train in spurts and unfortunately get into ruts for spurts of time.

But luckily I’m in a good spurt (gawd, that word “spurt” is starting to sound a little nasty, or is that just my dirty mind?). Anyways, sorry my ADD comes in spurts too. Back to my story, I started back in training again tonight and to my pleasant surprise I wasn’t the only lesbian in class tonight!

I know, you’d think a fight gym would be crawling with family, but eh … not so much. My sparring partner is or was a professional fighter so it was a tough workout tonight and I’m betting that when the bruises show up tomorrow, Remi’s not going to be thrilled that another woman gave them to me! Hahaha …. but really, that’s a sign that it was a good class. Physical evidence in the way of concussions, bruises and your average aches and pains. Growing up as a dancer, we got drilled into our head this motto, “It’ hurts so good.”

I also have to tell you what a huge dork I was tonight! First of all I was pretty sure my gaydar was going off and wanting to make some sort of connection with the only other gay girl at the gym I tried to say something subtle that would get across, “So you’re gay right? Me too!” but without actually sounding that pathetic.

So I came up with this as she was stabbing me with a plastic knife, “Um so did you make it out to the desert last weekend?”

Subtle right? I thought so. Until I heard myself saying it!

To which she looked at me blankly for a second and then just said, “Oh … um … nope.”

Ok. That was that. I considered telling her I didn’t go either but my gf did just to make sure she knew how gay I was. But I thought better of it and left it alone.

Don’t even get me started on how I accidentally made it sound like I have silicone implants and then tried to make it better but only made it worse. I almost flashed her in the locker room just to prove they were real! But thank God I controlled the urge. Poor girl, she must think I’m the biggest spaz ever. i swear you’d think I never see another lesbian!

Actually that might explain a lot about my preferences both in and outside of the bedroom. But tonight, every time we hit forearm to forearm, or her knee to my head (that wasn’t actually supposed to happen) I just said to myself, “Yep. It hurts so good.”

Ahhhh ….. Yes I realize this blog is rather pointless except for giving you more of an insight into why I’m so twisted. But hey, at least you got that.

Disclaimer: I’m totally assuming that my night’s sparring partner is “family” because I’ve seen her play at a lesbian club and well … I have eyes. But she may not be. My gaydar could be on the fritz. Whatever. So if she’s not or if she’s not out, my bad. Not to mention I totally doubt anyone from my gym reads this thing anyways.

ps: any ladies looking for a great fight gym to train at, email me and I’ll tell you more about it.

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Lesbians and Fight Gyms

Posted on 03. Oct, 2008 by Sasha.

Okee dokee … as we all know I’m a dyke and I do dykey things. I like guns, I like cars, I like to wear OD green too much and I have several pairs of “official lesbian shorts” aka plaid and or cargo shorts that are too long for a straight girl to ever be caught dead in. But perhaps the dykiest thing I do on a regular basis is go to a fight gym where I train in mixed martial arts.

I would think that if there was going to be a gym full of lesbians, it would be at a fight gym. But no. From what I can tell there’s only two and half of us. Myself, another girl who’s actually so good she’s gone pro now and a third girl that I’m pretty damn sure is family but I haven’t been able to get it out of her yet.

But everything about her sets off my gaydar from her board shorts to her multiple tattoos to the way she talks. But if she’s not ready to come out of the supply closet who am I to push?

Oh wait, there’s one more. My friend Nica who’s bi. But she’s not even totally on our team! We have to share her with the boys. Ugh.

Back to my original question. Is it just me or shouldn’t there be more lesbians at my gym? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining about all the pretty straight girls running around all hot and sweaty. But it would just be nice to see our superior athletic ability at all things manly better showcased.

I say that if there’s any sport that lesbians would dominate, it would be MMA. Forget golf, my friends. That’s so ‘07 and Dinah Shore only happens once a year. But kicking ass never goes out of style.

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