summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
I was dragged down to my local YMCA when I was about 10 to learn the ancient art of Judo. I was tiny, in there, were six foot, 13 year olds with moustaches from the rough end of town who didn't appear to grasp the inner wisdom of Judo. Three months I suffered being thrown around like a rag doll. I never progressed from a white belt - the scars run deep. 
