But heck, better late than never.
I felt a lot better than last week, perhaps because I am not currently concentrating on whether I am winning a bout or not, but rather on keeping my distance while still being a threat to my opponent. In other words, my "B" range game. And of course, my game was looking better or, at least, it felt better.
Last night, I also came to the realization that I have reached the point in which I either bring my game up another notch, or quit altogether. Since I am too stubborn to quit, I guess that I should get my arse in gear and get serious about training.
Of course, it would be nice if I could make it to other practices on a regular basis. However, that is not currently practical, and I would have to sacrifice something else such as my relationship with my son or my A&S projects, so that is not an option. At least not for now.
Nevertheless,
ballistabob has started working with me and I am thrilled. Ironically, he has taught many people -- me included -- but we have realized that there is seldom enough time left for him to teach me. We have reached a good accomodation and he will start concentrating on helping me with my game, and we will block some time at every practice. I am sure that this, coupled with concentrating more on my practice and on teaching other people, will help with my game.Oh, and the gym. Don't forget the gym. That always help.
I am glad that we are working on this.
ballistabob is a very patient trainer, and we are blessed with a very supportive group of fencers who are a pleasure to fight with and who like to help out too. I love my sweetie, and I love my friends.
I am a happy belfebe.
