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Last night I made it to Thursday night water polo practice. It was great to be in the pool and we had enough players to set up a half court scrimmage. I had a blast until the last few minutes, when in the middle of chasing the ball my face slammed right into another player's forearm. I thought I would totally bleed, as is my tendency, but there was no visible damage - only pain. Today there is still no obvious damage, but the space between my nose and upper lip sure is tender today and I have the remains of a headache. Part of me wishes that there was at least some bruising or something to make me feel tougher, or at least not too whiny. I guess I'll just have to be tougher and suck it up.