Tuesday, April 26, 2011
The day began unceremoniously after a terrible night’s sleep. I rose and ate and washed clothes and wrote for an hour. At that point it was already time to hurry and get ready to leave for class. One should not have to hurry to be awake and groomed by four thirty in the afternoon. I need to figure out why my sleep is so tumultuous lately. Food? Too much coffee? Leprechauns?
I traversed the distance to Sapperton feeling like I had been dragged behind a boat for an hour while being harassed by a sharktopus. Coffee and food helped a fair bit, though I was still feeling pretty lethargic. Yet things began to look up, and we garnered a new student. I gradually forced my energy level up despite my body’s protests. And lo, did class turn out to be smashingly good! By the time I had forced myself through the gymnastic portion of the evening I was alert enough to stay in good form for the 5×5 drills, knife sparring and longsword. After which followed a little Rapier and wrestling.
Our new student seemed quite friendly, and appeared impressed with our approach to training. It’s always nice to be impressive, regardless of how philosophical one is supposed to be. A little verification that what you do is worthwhile always helps to boost the confidence a bit. For a night where two of our students were in Thailand and a few others were watching the Hockey game, it went very well indeed.
And what it truly astounding is that, a day later, I’m not sore or stiff at all. Of course, it may still catch up with me tomorrow.
Thus far the deadline for beginning a regular sabre class is set for the first week of June. Over the course of the next month I will be trying to gather as many people as I can for fencing practice, so that there will be at least a few people in attendance when the class becomes official. The specific location is as yet undisclosed, and I will post updates as to where these sabre classes will be taking place. But do not fear, by the time the weather turns favourable there will be regular duelling once more.