I was making so many stupid mistakes today (paperwork-related, not footwork or bladework) that I finally gave up, walked down the hallway, and purchased a Diet Coke.
And soon I'll be in detox day 1 again. For now, however, I'm enoying a slight buzz and the paperwork is back in order and progressing nicely.
If only I could get 8 hours of sleep per night...
Phase 2 of comfort food will be tonight, when I induldge -- for the last time pre-NAC -- in Chile
The thing I like about fencing is there's always something new. Even though there's rarely anything really new.
Tonight I was stiff from lifting yesterday, and my shoulder had been bothering me a bit, so I told qatet I didn't want to drill. After I did some footwork and stretched, I gossiped a little bit with Mary Frye and qatet and then got to bouting. We had a good number tonight - Mike, Will, Simon, Tom, qatet, and Frederick - and eventually took over three strips. I fenced
30 minutes on the ET.
15 minutes on the bike
Wandered around the new equipment because I couldn't get to the aerobics exercise equipment that I wanted. Tried two of the new leg exercise machines and then the strange thing that looks something like a steering wheel for a pirate ship then over to the leg extension & into the weight room for the reclining leg press, calf exercises, etc. before heading back to the lock room for 300 crunches and then elbow exercises in the hot tub.
I'd forgotten how busy the gym can be at this time of year so I changed my plans for today and focused on upper body work versus shoulder and legs.
30 minutes of weight training
30 minutes on the new ET equipment (my knees will hate me tomorrow)
15 minutes on the bike
I couldn't get to some of the equipment I wanted to use and I swear there's something odd about the new shoulder press that causes it to stick when I'm almost at the end of the lift. I never
I'm competing in my second tournament this coming saturday and sunday and I'm really excited. Over the course of last week, I fenced with and Olympic sabre fencer multiple times and he helped me alot. At first the thought of fencing him scared the crap out of me since he is so advanced, I mean he went to the beijing Olympics for crying out loud, anyway he freaked me out. But when I fenced him he brought himself down to my level and really just wanted to help me. He taught me about tempo and making