Here's how hardcore I am. I just went for a 6km run. At around the 1km mark I felt something on my shoulder. I absent-mindedly whacked it, and realised there was some kind of insect under my shirt. I shook it out and kept going. When I got home and got undressed to shower, I found a wasp sting in my shoulder. I'm like Chuck Norris, me. Hurts like a bugger now, though. I want chocolate and sympathy.