I had a long and hectic day and barely made it to fencing, and when I got there only Tony was there and I wasn't sure it was worth it. However, Mike came soon afterwards, and then Kiersten, Tate, Donna, and a couple of others, so we had enough for a couple of strips. I fenced Mike, Kiersten, Donna, Tony, and one of the other guys who actually usually fences foil. Tony was back to being a jack-rabbit, and I thought it was because of Pittsburgh coming up but apparently he's not going. Kiersten said she hadn't been coming because she wasn't motivated, and she asked me if I ever felt that way. "All the time," I said. She asked me how I managed it. "I have a schedule," I said. It's true--I just insist on going to fencing Mondays and Wednesdays no matter what, unless I have a serious obligation. Mark managed to be available for a lesson almost on time, so I finally had one with him.

That's all. I'll go on Wednesday and then go to Pittsburgh Thursday night.