Yet more evidence that my love of BJJ is akin to getting me to a nunnery
Actual discussion among me, Joey and Art today at the academy, started by Art's observation that some women who come to watch the UFC there (Ouano always orders it) seem reserved or uncomfortable:
Me: Well, it's intimidating to come into a huge group of dudes that you don't know.
Art: Really? I thought we were just kind of hanging out, not being intimidating.
Me: Trust me. It's hard. The entire grappling thing is intimidating for a woman. For anybody, really.
Joey: And think about it: Imagine being a woman and coming into a place where all these guys are trying to hit on you.
Me: I'm not even getting hit on and it can be intimidating. (Note, I wasn't saying that petulantly. I was just making an observation.)
Art: Well, look at your belt.
Me: What do you mean?
Joey: Seriously. No guy is going to hit on you if you are a higher rank, because that means you can kick his ass. (Art and Joey are blue belts).
Me: Really? So am I right in assuming that any guy I date who trains would have to outrank me?
Art and Joey: YES.
Art: What about dating guys who don't train?
Me: Sometimes it's easier, because there's no competition.
Joey: Sure, but would you like to be a guy who knows that his girlfriend spends most of her time rolling around with sweaty guys, ALL of whom could kick his ass?
Art: NO WAY.
Great. Just great.