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Fencing practice
Feb. 9th, 2006 11:23 pmTwo weeks in a row. One might almost think I am a fencer. I wish we had the site for longer. Just as I am getting really warmed up and ready to roll, it's time to pack it in.
New guy was hitting me with . . . enthusiasm. He assumed I was wearing a plastic chest protector. I don't wear one. The bruises will be very pretty. I suppose I should reconsider investing in one to wear when teaching, but (a) I hate using them as a crutch; pain is incentive to parry; and (b) they didn't used to make them in cup sizes small enough. I think constructing a set of padded armor (such as I used to wear when teaching on a regular basis) will have to do.
New guy was hitting me with . . . enthusiasm. He assumed I was wearing a plastic chest protector. I don't wear one. The bruises will be very pretty. I suppose I should reconsider investing in one to wear when teaching, but (a) I hate using them as a crutch; pain is incentive to parry; and (b) they didn't used to make them in cup sizes small enough. I think constructing a set of padded armor (such as I used to wear when teaching on a regular basis) will have to do.
And lo, there was fencing
Feb. 2nd, 2006 11:03 pmOr an amazing facsimile. Well, not really so amazing. Doing 50 hours of typing in the 4 days leading up to practice is not really conducive to fencing with schlagers, even my pansy-ass light schlagers. My hands hurt like hell. My thighs are reminding me that I haven't done serious footwork in a month and wore high heels three times last week. But my back doesn't hurt and my shoulders don't hurt, which is all to the good.
The real bummer was that, by the time I was finally really warmed up, it was time to stop.
The real bummer was that, by the time I was finally really warmed up, it was time to stop.
