I must admit, I'm a bit of a germaphobe. I cringe every time the instructors tell the kids to give high fives or hugs. Martial arts being a contact sport, it's a challenge for folks like me. Being in King Tiger could be considered an immersion therapy treatment. Still, with the flu running rampid, and us getting ready to do a vacation down at Disney, I'm close to wearing a hazmat suit. That way, I'll be ready for the zombie apocalypse when it comes. It's funny, me and the boys even have ingrained hand signals for, "go wash your hands" or "stop rubbing your eyes." At home, they know to go straight to the bathroom without touching anything in the house to wash their hands. I guess my germaphobia might be rubbing off on them. Then they can make their wives and kids crazy with their germaphobia. Hopefully, they won't be as bad as me when they get older. They do pee outside in the woods, so that's a good start, right? Maybe I should install some hand sanitizer stations among the trees. I blame my old medical training days as a medic. We had to take chemical and bio-hazard warfare training once a year. That class will mess you up for life. Watching some of those grotesque pictures. Makes me want to stop typing and go get a shower. Have a great rest of the week guys. God bless and peace out.