I am bemoaning the fact that I am going to miss the next three epee nights. This weekend I must go to our beach house for the weekend and do half work and half fun.
Next weekend is the RYC tournament, I must help set up and help through the weekend. The weekend after that, my dad and brother must go to beach house to work all weekend. ( I will miss a tournament that weekend. The last one this season!) Crud!
Why the heck could this not be one of the LESSER weapons!!! Woe is me!
Maybe I can work in some bouting with Kathy. I have to do something. I can't go three weeks without epee!
Couple this with a concern I have. When I started fencing epee, all I did was attack. Hand speed and power were my only allies. Then I learned patience. I waited to get people coming in. (I developed my French grip fade away and my leap up and back. There are other techniques but I do not have the desire to name them all.) People quickly became hip to me waiting to get them coming in, so I developed ways to MAKE them attack. Of late I have found that I cannot be purely defensive and I need to attack more, as well as take the blade and attack. I am working on those. The problem is that fear I am losing my old stuff and some of it is not as reflex as it once was.
In the words of Pooh, " Think Think....Think. Oh bother!"
I also have a confession to make. I am having an on-line relationship. She is young. She is tall and slender. She is intelligent and ever so kinky. It started so very innocently. I posted. She posted. Then we began to write each other. She has not said as much, but I think I am her first. She is that young. All I know is that I end up sweating and panting for breath. Yes.....I have a cardio buddy.