I fenced tonight for the first time in months. I was coaching the adult class and, with one rotation before I set everybody loose, one of the students had to leave, so I stepped in to fill the vacant spot, since her partner is just about to head out to Nationals and was looking a bit bummed that he wasn't going to get to try the last variation.
It was a fun drill. Fun enough to set those wheels turning. Suited up and fenced two people, gasping and wheezing through the bout. It sucks to be so out of shape, having once been so in shape. Tore the skin off my front toes. That sucks, too, even if it was predictable.
It also kinda sucks to get back into it right before Nationals, when the club is about to effectively shut down. I'm seeing a lot of people for the last time. They'll stop fencing for July and when they come back I'll have moved. Heck, I've probably already seen a lot of people for the last time without even knowing it. I'll miss the kids a whole lot. I haven't really told people that I'm leaving - still trying to figure out how to handle that.
Right... Moving. There's news on that front, and others. I finished my dissertation and am now a doctor. I'm about to move down to Austin to live with my sweetie who I met at Coaches College. I'm looking for work and wondering if I'll fence again when I get down there. And kinda kicking myself for not getting back into it a couple months ago when I finished my dissertation. But I guess there were other things on my mind then!
Peach wants me to suit up for a bit of sabre over the summer an I'll happily oblige her. Hell, maybe I'll see what that nutty daughter of hers thinks about doing a bit of poking with an epee!
Tomorrow my sweetie moves up here for a month and then I move down there. This is my last night as a "single" girl. I just had my last long-distance conversation with him for a very long time. What a strange night!
06-26-2008 11:34 PM