Still waiting. This baby is certainly taking its sweet time. My wife thinks that sending Sylvia off to the cousins relaxed her so much that it stopped the contractions.
I went to my fencing lesson after getting the green light from my hand surgeon. We finally figured out that my problem comes from bursitis in the wrist. Not completely sure on how to treat but he says as long as I don’t overdo it, I should be fine. I have my sights on the tournaments in the New England, Connecticut and Northeast divisions. Too bad Fred doesn’t let me multiselect in searches. Too bad the Northeast doesn’t use Fred.
Prise de Fer is having some great little fencing tournaments this summer. Yesterday I went to the Canadian Elite Open, where there are two sets of pools. The first pool sets the initial DEs and the winners of those DE bouts go back and do a single pool against each-other to get the best of four.
If we haven’t had our baby by August 12, I think I’ll go to the C and under. August 18 is a one-touch epee round robin – real duel fencing!
As far as my performance yesterday, it wasn’t great. I need to play a much more patient game and improve my counter-attack style fencing to do more arm touches. I also need to get better at the change-up footwork. It seemed that whenever I feinted the attack, corrected my feet, and attacked, I got the touch.
I’ve been meaning to post a picture of my Freres de Fer pour le Pomme de Terre. We
fenced valiantly but not well enough to advance to the second round. I’m a little sorry we didn’t advance, but I fenced well and had fun, and that’s what matters most. For those of you who don’t follow fencing, the Pomme de Terre is an annual tournament put on by the New England division and draws fencers from all over the East coast and Canada. “Pomme de Terre” means “potato” and I assume it is a pun on the French slogan, “Pris de Fer,” which means, “Take the Blade.” Taking the blade in fencing is generally done by parrying or binding in some way and is quickly then followed by a ripost.
Those few friends and relatives who follow my blog probably are more interested in why everything disappeared than my latest fencing adventure. My old blog database was corrupted and so I started a new blog. I take it as a lesson in impermance. The old entries are somewhere on the system and perhaps I’ll link to them. Perhaps, though, I will just let them go and start on new entries. Life just keeps happening and the newest events are always the most interesting.
Still waiting. This baby is certainly taking its sweet time. My wife thinks that sending Sylvia off to the cousins relaxed her so much that it stopped the contractions.
