Crowds. I get claustrophobic. I have to prepare prior to entering, which was a right pain living in DC because that place is just one big crowd fest. It doesn't have to be a big crowd. Just closeness of any number of people for which I'm not prepared. They put me in as hooker in rugby once. This is a position where during certain phases of play you're not only in the middle and surrounded by more than half of all players on the field, you're what's called "bound in". Hard to explain but this is when everyone wraps their arms around the waist or shoulder of the person next to them and then grabs a handful of the other person's shorts or shirt. Ain't nobody going nowhere. I thought I was prepared. I was not. I literally screamed like a girl. The first and only time I ever screamed and the first and only time I played hooker in a game. So much breathing and touching and squeezing and crushing and grunting, and all you can see is grass and boots and disheveled hair and the sweat and blood dripping off everyone, and on and on. EEEWWWWEEEEE.
See front row. The hookers are the middle person in each front row of three people.
Here's a good shot of a women's team. Hooker is just to the left of the gal who looks as though she's raised above everyone else. Some things wrong will be noticed by a rugby player, but, ANYWHO, even if you've never played rugby, I think you get the idea. Butts and ponytails people, butts and ponytails. LOLOL
ETA: This is not meant as a crass statement. Our coach would say this as we took to play to remind us of the proper safe and power position for contact: Rear-end up and head down. Sorry if this offends anyone.
Tactile...yeah...I'm infamous for not feeling or noticing injuries. I assured hubs I would take it easy my first few practices after ACL surgery. I came home from the first practice and hubs says, "Is that blood?!" I looked down and without thinking I said, "Oh. Yeah, but it's OK, it's not mine." He was NOT impressed.
@Zing - I feel for you and can minimally relate. Had a friend with tinnitus and it seems just awful. I don't have tinnitus, but from childhood I've always had what I call "hearing my brain hum". It's a really high pitched whine, like the electric hum of the old television sets, that's ever present. I'd liken it to what I've heard described as the ringing in your ears after a noggin' knockin'. Sometimes it gets really loud but thankfully it usually only bothers me when everything is stone silent. Even with this constant hum, USAF hearing test was all zeros except for two 2s (in the bass range of course!). Zero means your hearing is better than can be tested. I hear freakin' everything. Everything. Hubs pours a soda while I'm downstairs and when I come back upstairs I'm walking around trying to find "that noise", which is his soda fizzing. Poke.my.ears.out.
you monster!
