Not my usual whine. Over the weekend my spousal unit and I attended a planning session for the “Walk for Thought,” the fundraiser for the San Diego Brain Injury Foundation. I had to ask about it because some of the walkers will be survivors and aren’t very good on their feet. I asked if the walk was 100 yards or so. Har de har.
However, I talked to my head coach and we are going to get a booth there to talk about the therapeutic benefits of fencing. Once again, if it generates
This is, thus far, a lazy Sunday.
I got up early, fed the cats, goofed off at the computer for a couple of hours, then took a shower and did my morning exercises with 3 lb weights. As of late, I've added two additional wrist exercises that will hopefully ease the problem I'm having of "blade droopage" when I go into parry 4. I need to strengthen that wrist.
I planted three maple seedlings that are about knee high by sneaking over onto the vacant lot, digging holes, and
Is swollen again.
Friday morning, the knee was not swollen. I went to work. I spent more time sitting than walking. By the time I left, the knee felt a little swollen. I skipped the gym and went home, where I tried to catch up on some of the cleaning that needed to be done. Some time later, I attempted to move the cat carrier back to the basement, saw that my husband had violated our agreement that "nothing will be on the floor that doesn't belong on the floor" and went nuts in
Woke early, went back to sleep, and overslept. Thus, I only did the leg and elbow exercises before leaving for work. Lunch is the usual half-a-tuna. The knee is sore and my right shoulder is REALLY sore.
After months of successfully avoiding caffeine, I just ate a BitoHoney bar at one of our offices AND consumed half a bottle of Diet Coke.
Why fall off the wagon now? Because I fell asleep in the car. Fortunately, the car was in park at the moment but still... I pulled
Wednesday in Mannheim.
AH and LZ present. Also, one of the ambitious women of an age I mentioned a couple of months ago.
Stretched, drilled, fenced. I was irritable. Also fencing too much with strength, not enough with head. The AWOAA hit late, from the elbow, repeatedly. Earned a lecture from me, complete with a demonstration of the correct way to execute a cut, with the fingers, delivered to her mask, and the incorrect way, clubbing the sabre and hitting from the