Slacker and Still Hungover
by , 01-24-2012 at 11:36 PM (207 Views)
Late post on Hangover.
Did an "express" training regimen (whatever that means) for ten days prior to the tournament. Worked on mostly decision point and getting back in shape. I kept things simple.
I will say the tournament was much better this year for two reasons: one of the organizer's wife made this awesome spider design on a bare strip using masking tape....I'll have to dig up a picture somewhere. Spider was for venue's mascot (University of Richmond). Reason two: first and second places actually got liquor choices this year. I know the women haters weren't happy, but I was to see the change.
On a side note, I was also happy to see that the terribly crabby, unprofessional man who was the Absolute armorer/vendor last year wasn't there. He sold two BFs, wired, and they broke before the first touch was scored with either of them. I went back after to show timestamp on receipt, and he demanded I pay again for repairs for faulty workmanship. Needless to say, I am thankful I don't fence a point thrusting weapon, and that we wasn't there.
Two things that made me less happy: nobody called right of way correctly (consistently). If was called for and against me. Didn't know tempo. It was frustrating during DEs, especially inthe first five touches, I'd be learning how the ref's bias (sorry guys, there is bias) works, and then, it changes, I adapt, then it changes again, and I learn its arbitrary....pretty much, anyway.
Other thing was entry fee.....it's getting more expensive. The trip was a present to myself for getting into grad school. Lame? Not if money is tight and you care enough about the sport.
Lost to Erb. The kid seriously grew two feet in six years. All of the kids I grew up with sprouted and now I'm the short one. Hmph.
I've also started to lose weight for the first time since....I can ever remember. I'm not talking about the working 80 hours/week and not eating properly losing weight. I'm at the age, where your metabolism decides to kick the bucket in a tar pit, and all those years of consuming 3000+ Calories a day doesn't work anymore. I looked at the scale, stepped back, tried again, and lo'behold! I'm losing weight!
I only use the scale for the first two months of any regimen. It's to make sure I"m burning off the fat while my body catches up to build muscle. After that, I could care less about how much I actually weigh. As long as I'm putting on muscle and not fat (and it's fairly easy to tell when you're doing one or the either), I'm happy. I think the idea of being fixed a number on a scale based on your height is wrong and sad. My BMI (an archaic system that really needs to be pushed out of everyone's hard wiring) was "overweight" since college.....
How am I doing it?
I imagine Demi Moore in G.I. Jane, then I photoshop her face out, then put mine in. TADA!
I only have access to the gym MWF, 1.5 hours and try to cram as much in. I 'm not efficient at it because I still have a few extra twinkies on me and have to take breaks between reps and the gym is always crowded, so rotating exercises between reps makes me the rude, bad hog of equipment.
My legs feel like lead on the treadmill. Sad, sad day for a fencer to have lead legs.
I saw the weirdest thing....on Monday. I saw a girl get on the sled and she started doing leg presses with just the sled. It got me thinking, how much does JUST the sled weigh? I've seen just bar squats, but first time seeing assisted sled presses. I learn something new every day.







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