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May. 10th, 2006 10:17 amLael gave me another saber lesson last night - it was a blast. Got all sweaty a lot faster than fencing foil, maybe because I am just a lazy fencer when I fight foil. It is all about the distance game baby.
I have been thinking about fighting. I now have most of the armor I need - still need stuffs to cover my hands, and I probably need to do some adjustment on my coat of plates since I lost so much weight. I probably want a different shield than the one I have. I have a gorget now thanks to Gwynnin. The problem is actually getting off my but and learning. I think I am just intimidated becaue I am used to learning in a specific format. I am used to either being in a class, or having one on one instruction drills, and it is dizzying and confusing to just sort of go out and try to learn. I want someone to teach me. And then I want to be able to go practice three nights a week so I don't completely suck. I remember the sheer apathy of trying to learn what the hell I was doing back when I started "learning to fight" in 1998. I felt like I was just sort of leaping in with no idea of what I was supposed to do and no one to tell me. Blah. So much work. My sheer inertia always gets the better of me and convinces me to not do anything for a little while longer. Is so much easier to stick to fencing, something I don't suck at.
I have been thinking about fighting. I now have most of the armor I need - still need stuffs to cover my hands, and I probably need to do some adjustment on my coat of plates since I lost so much weight. I probably want a different shield than the one I have. I have a gorget now thanks to Gwynnin. The problem is actually getting off my but and learning. I think I am just intimidated becaue I am used to learning in a specific format. I am used to either being in a class, or having one on one instruction drills, and it is dizzying and confusing to just sort of go out and try to learn. I want someone to teach me. And then I want to be able to go practice three nights a week so I don't completely suck. I remember the sheer apathy of trying to learn what the hell I was doing back when I started "learning to fight" in 1998. I felt like I was just sort of leaping in with no idea of what I was supposed to do and no one to tell me. Blah. So much work. My sheer inertia always gets the better of me and convinces me to not do anything for a little while longer. Is so much easier to stick to fencing, something I don't suck at.