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I just got back from my first fencing thingamahooger. I forgot how enjoyable lunging at someone actually is, even if I was only holding a glove and not an actual sword.
Emily and I have started fencing and there's like six other kids in our class. There's two girls around our age and then like four little peoples. And the little people are so aggressive. There was this one boy who kept lunging and slapping me really hard with his glove.
We didn't get to use swords today, instead we worked on footwork and practiced advancing, retreating and lunging with gloves in place of swords. We were only supposed to lunge and slap our opponent lightly before recovering and retreating, but this kid would lunge really fast, slap hard and then retreat before I could move out of his way.
My legs, and Emily said hers did too, feel like I've just gone into Sip Pond, tried to swim and then gotten out. And my left arm does, too. But I don't see why my left arm would hurt when it spent the hour just hanging out behind me. Well, whatever. I had fun and will be continuing next Saturday.
Now I have to write 6000 words for NaNoWriMo to get where I should be right now. I haven't written like anything in the past two days and that's what is gonna screw me up toward the end of this month.
Emily and I have started fencing and there's like six other kids in our class. There's two girls around our age and then like four little peoples. And the little people are so aggressive. There was this one boy who kept lunging and slapping me really hard with his glove.
We didn't get to use swords today, instead we worked on footwork and practiced advancing, retreating and lunging with gloves in place of swords. We were only supposed to lunge and slap our opponent lightly before recovering and retreating, but this kid would lunge really fast, slap hard and then retreat before I could move out of his way.
My legs, and Emily said hers did too, feel like I've just gone into Sip Pond, tried to swim and then gotten out. And my left arm does, too. But I don't see why my left arm would hurt when it spent the hour just hanging out behind me. Well, whatever. I had fun and will be continuing next Saturday.
Now I have to write 6000 words for NaNoWriMo to get where I should be right now. I haven't written like anything in the past two days and that's what is gonna screw me up toward the end of this month.
