Last night's lesson included some frustrations and a long discussion about using my brain. Hang in there for a few minutes, I'm going to backfill.
I have been at competitions where I have literally walked back to the engarde line, hearing the voice in my head saying, "You're ahead. You can't win this. Look who you're fencing!" And then, after paying attention to that voice, I have lost... just like I am supposed to do.
I went in early tonight and did a full stretching routine while watching the 2008 Grand Prix bout between Tarantino and Lapkes. It's pretty funny doing yoga stretches while watching sabre.
I did ten or fifteen minutes of footwork. Even though I did so much aerobic work earlier, being on vacation gives me so much energy! I was also listening to my competition playlist on my iPod, and a couple of the songs really made my footwork much more precise and springy. I'm feeling positively
Updated 12-28-2011 at 10:50 PM by Peach
It's been a week and a half, and I've managed to lift twice, once last week and once yesterday. But that's better than nothing. I did two sets of everything, with slightly reduced weights, yesterday, and felt pretty good. My lower back is kinking up a bit from time to time - muscular rather than skeletal, and more of a cramping thing than a stress thing - and because I'm more relaxed I'm noticing the stiff neck more. Since I talked to the chiropractor, I've been trying to keep my chin tucked
Yesterday, I spent two hours at the gym trying to figure out how to use the new "technology" equipment they've installed. Bah! Humbug!
[Why isn't there a humming bug emoticon for the humbug?]
The new ET equipment is more like a standing bicycle with moving handlebars than an ET and the only way I could use it was to move BACKWARDS. When I tried to move forward, it put too much pressure on the knees because the new equipment is angled higher and forces the knees
I went in early, around 6:00, and did a good thirty minutes of footwork followed by ten minutes or so of bladework, and did some reverse wrist curls. It was not very busy, and when Frederick arrived I was worried he would be the only sabre fencer, but qatet showed up. We did pair drills for some time, focusing more on the false-real counter-attack and finishing up with chase drills starting at one end, where the attacker had to finish when her opponent was behind her own guard line and before