Fencing tonight was just pure joy. Well... sort of. It was just practice and instead of concentratiing on what I should to working upon, I just sort of let go and had fun.

Pure joy. Sometimes, I concentrating so hard on trying to master a particular manuever that I forget whey I'm doing this. It's just pure fun.

Of course, it would be much more fun if my skill level was higher and I won all the touches.

Saturday, back to work.

On Wednesday, I'll be taking Kyla (the granddaughter) to practice.

If they lived nearby, I'd offer to fund and provide transportation for fencing lessons but they're two states away. Still... I can entice. Try it. Just once. See how you like it.

I'm thinking of getting the plastic set for Kyla and her brother, George, when George is a little older. First, they both need to understand that fencing is never allowed unless the mask is on both fencers.