So, one of the stinky things about gymnastics is the constant blistering of the palms of your hands. Once you get a blister, the next time you go to gym, the skin on the top of the blister bubble usually rips off. The gymnasts "affectionately" call these ripps. Brandon gets them all the time. Usually they're about the size of a dime, a big one being the size of a nickel. Last week he got the ripp to put all other ripps to shame. This sucker was bigger than a half dollar. Even his coach felt bad for him and let him take it easy the rest of the night.
This picture really doesn't do it justice. Brandon's hands are as big as Rick's. If you click on the picture to enlarge it, you can see normal size ripps, in all stages of healing, on his pinky and the rest of his hand.
The worst thing was, that same day he showed me a big ol' blister on his other hand. Two days later that one came off too, leaving a ripp bigger than a quarter. Yeeowzza. He said he was pretty much useless for the rest of the week on pommell, parallel bars and rings.