Front Porch Fighter: Bruised and Confused

Friday, June 6, 2008

Bruised and Confused

This picture is the suit we wear for the padded assailant stuff, that I did again this week. Well, we don't wear quite all of it, but it is the same suit.

I pulled my lat muscle (or strained it or something) when I threw some girl.

I didn't get hurt at all from the guys I fought...just bruises and a few scrapes, but I pulled a darn muscle fighting a girl.

I hear it takes about two weeks to heal completely from that. Sigh.

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What's in a Name?

Since a few have asked, "Why the name, 'Front Porch Fighter' ?", I will take a stab at answering it.

In times past, the predominant feature of most houses was the front porch. It was right out there in front and it used to be a gathering place for people from the neighborhood. Friends could come over and hang out, lovers could swing on the porch swing and moms would entertain with lemonade. The front porch was a place to get to know others and it signified a willingness and a desire to be in community.

The predominant feature on many homes built today is the garage. The garage is a place where you can pull your car in without anyone else having to talk to you or interrupt your schedule as you retreat into your private sanctuary. To me, the garage in front signifies a desire to live my own life and a kind of disconnect from the rest of the world.

While I appreciate some privacy and sanctuary, I feel that all too often, we are disconnected from the rest of the world and have lost a sense of community, which the home styles reflect. So, I am an advocate of the front porch....at least metaphorically speaking.

Hence, the name Front Porch Fighter.