Well, not that many kids get into fencing. I wouldn't have, either, if it wasn't for a summer program that got me hooked. Two hours a day, three weeks. By the end of it, I felt weird if I didn't have a foil in my hand every day. I'm inexperienced, I don't have my own equipment, and I don't compete. So what have I got instead of experience? Passion. Loads of it. Read on.
Okay, so I know that this entry has a weird name. It would actually be considered a great name for a vignette or a memoir. I don't know that much about blogs, so it might be totally fine, but I'm not sure. So I apologize in advance. (hee hee advance really bad fencing joke!!)
Now, to the point. As you may have guessed from the title, this entry has to do with three things. One, getting my fencing coach pissed off because of skittles, two, having a harder lesson than I have ever remembered since the fencing intensive I took in the summer. Finally, the annoying realization that my three-times-a-day strength training is . . .well . .. NOT ENOUGH. Apparently, because I am no longer the fittest person in the class.
Not since the new boy (read my previous entry if you've no idea what I'm talking about).
But hey, it's okay, because I'm still the smartest. (Haha Mya I hope you're reading this!!)
Now, the thing about my coach is that he does not express emotion, except for mild good mood and humor. Recently, however, I have discovered that it is not a good idea to make him mad.
He controls footwork and bladework drills.
So, when an expedition to share the skittles Mya brought in resulted in almost locking ourselves in a room to which there is no key, let's just say that my coach was pretty pissed.
Like I said, he doesn't show emotions, so he appeared to forget about it.
but consider this. I have never had a more intense lesson.
Ever since the beginning of the class I have been thinking 'He's too nice. He's too soft. I'm not learning enough.'
Well, with the combination of the new lefty boy and skittles . . .
Let's just say . . . . it's no longer a soft training session.
Wish me luck on my endeavor to survive! (I'm loving it.)
11-14-2009 09:32 AM 