The first Korean word I learned in context (like not having to look it up or ask Gwen or Se Jin if my "guess" was right) in Korea was "hurt." As in, 아파! Thanks, taekwondo!
Today my tailbone hurts like I fell on it, but I don't remember falling on it in a way that should hurt this much. It didn't bother me too much until we started doing side kicks. Oh my god was that excruciating. Sa Beom Nim said I might have pulled something using improper form for the side kicks yesterday. That's possible because I kept leaning forward and to the side instead of just sideways (I was trying to work on my leg extension--whenever I focus on learning a new thing, a lot of old bad habits creep back in... it's a process...).
Sitting hurts. Standing hurts. Darn it, lying down hurts.
This is not a good sign.
Time for Advil.
In other news, this morning I hit my official loss of 8 kgs (that's 17.6 lbs for those metrically challenged individuals) since landing in Korea. I am proud, even if I don't feel good about my pained body today.