fencing lesson - brief recap

[anotheranon]

• ~Ten years on the strip and I still can't "feel" where the end is. Was roundly scolded last night for my lack of spatial awareness.
  
• No, I CAN'T look at the floor without turning my head downwards - the mask + boobage get in the way.
  
• Large footwork = I look like a great galumphing Irish Wolfhound, and narrowly avoided getting whacked on the nose by a rolled up newspaper.
  
• Badger took some footage that I have yet to look at. Here's hoping it's not as cringeworthy as my lesson would suggest.
  

Comments

Scolding, and boobs

[(Anonymous)]

Well, V was in a bit of a pissy mood Tuesday night. I got nose-whacked too, just for looking frustrated at not understanding the last exercise. Which mostly seemed to consist of him proving he could always hit me with a counterattack into my attack, and that the ref would call it simultaneous. ('Course when I pull that, he says "is not your attack.") Goose. Gander. Sauce. Whatever.

Regarding spacial marks--find something about 45 degrees to the side, on the wall, when you are at the warning line and at the end of the strip. That's what I do in strange venues when the warning line is faint. (I don't have a boob block, more's the pity, but I don't like looking down either! Would rather use peripheral vision to the side.)

Badger