I went in hoping that everyone wasn't in San Jose, and was initially disappointed because there were only about three junior foilists there, but around 7:30 Meng, Donna, Kiersten, and Michelle showed up. I fenced pretty much everyone, including a last 15-touch bout about a quarter to 10:00 with Michelle that was a real wowser. I couldn't unhook for a while because my heart was pounding so hard it was sort of fizzing. She's improved a lot. qatet was fencing and was willing to suit up for sabre ...
Maybe I just need to visit my neurologist every week. (instead of ever 4 weeks) Every time I see him I feel energy charged and want to go out and show everyone what I can do. Then of course reality sets in. This is the Doctor who originally sent me to Barrow. We are investigating what could have been an ocular migraine or just an infection. He said both are not uncommon even up to a year after the surgery. He said sometimes even the bone flap can still be troubling. ...
Two weeks ago, Wednesday, went to Mannheim, fenced, took a lesson. Nothing particularly different from most of my Mannheim sessions. Took a lesson from Istvan on Sunday. We started with some moulinette training on a fencing dummy (he's been reading Barbasetti again). Although astonishingly old-fashioned (and more suited to 19th C fencing sabres, which are a bit different animal from today's weapon), there is quite a bit of value in doing moulinettes if you have time... they increase ...
Rant warning. I am NOT looking forward to the Summer Nationals. I've worked hard all year in preparation for this and now I do not want to go. My husband has suggested vitamins. I bought and ate a small bag of M&Ms yesterday. [That didn't help although I note that I did feel a little better temporarily.] Part of the problem is work-related. Unless I'm given a time machine or a teleportation device, I am NOT going to be able to meet the July deadlines ...
I took another hour walk today. The best walk I take is the one up Kelly Drive to the grandstand and back, a little over an hour. I don't know what makes it different from the walk the other direction along the Schuylkill Riverbank, or the walk down through Center City to Penn's Landing, except perhaps that this one evokes old physical memories. When I trained for the Philadelphia Marathon in 1976, that was the direction I ran. On long runs, I'd do the whole 8-mile (plus change) loop up the ...
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