Woman with a sword. Don't push it.
The life of a hopeless romantic that also loves to stab people for sport and talk about music and Doctor Who*.
*Disillusioned with nerd culture.
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Photo reblogged from Eventually Running Away
The fencing defender of kitties everywhere
This is relevant to all of my interests.
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I think I’ve recovered enough to finally talk about Championships.
Four points away from a bronze medal. I’m a little bummed because I know I could have had a shot at the gold. Unfortunately since my knee was dislocated, I haven’t been able to exercise, Which means my endurance is pretty awful right now. Halfway through my second DE, I started to lose my flow. It was against the girl who won gold but I thought we were pretty evenly matched and I know I could have beaten her if only I had enough time to train myself back to where I was.
My coach cheered me up though.
“How’d you do?”
“Fifth out of twelve.”
“UPPER HALF OF THE BRACKET, BITCHES!”Also I am tired as fuck. I had a 13-14 hour day yesterday. As soon as I got to the gym, I had to lay down strips, set up tables, make sure bout committee had everything they needed, etc. etc. And then as soon as I finished that, I was fencing. And then once I was done, I had to be a runner for bout committee, help out teammates, tear down strips, direct people on where to put things. I’m tired.
Photo courtesy of Chris’s dad. Bro fists with Tom in the front. This is making it onto our poster board.
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Oh hey look! We now have flyers! Really crappy flyers made to fit on a quarter of a sheet of paper! I’m not a huge fan of our logo but thank God it says True Grit Fencing Club on it or I might not have had enough space. I made these the night before New Student Day. If any incoming freshmen are interested in learning how to fence/joining our team and didn’t get a chance to talk to us yesterday, feel free to shoot me an ask!
Mostly I’m excited to add something to our display table other than some weapons and a mask since we usually put the poster board on the floor during involvement fest so the wind doesn’t knock it down and you can actually see us if we want to sit down.
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Photoset reblogged from Celeste Doodles
reboot George Takei as Sulu who teaches a Fencing course at Starfleet Academy
I WOULD KILL FOR A FOIL LESSON FROM SULU.
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So I totally injured my knee at practice. I don’t know what’s wrong with it but it hurts like hell and I don’t walk as much as I hop on one foot. As if my left leg wasn’t muscular enough.
Anyway if I post anything about it, I’m tagging it with, “the struggle.” Mostly the struggle is stairs. Going to the hospital to get it looked at.
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So you know those fancy Leon Paul Evolution grips with the sugru so you can customize it however you want?
What’s to stop someone from buying regular pistol grip and some sugru? You might have to shave some parts down but seriously, what’s to stop them?
For the record, I’m not looking into doing that. I need to buy an actual weapon since I’ve been stealing a club one for my back-up for the past three years.
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So consistency theory, right? Inner thoughts must match outward behavior. To put it into an example, if you think wearing a seat belt is stupid, you won’t wear a seat belt. But say you get stopped and ticketed for not wearing a seat belt because the law says you have to wear one. So you wear your fucking seat belt even though you think it’s stupid. And then one day, you forget to wear it and it feels weird and you think, “Holy shit, why am I not wearing a seat belt?! I’m fucking stupid!” So essentially forcing this change in your outward behavior has then effected your internal thoughts.
I used to never wear my plastron and chest plate at practice because it was dumb and too many layers. But then I got stabbed really hard right in the sternum and so from that day on, I never forgot to wear them. Tonight at practice, I had to do presidential things and was only in my knickers and when I got back to my squad, my coach told me to suit up really fast. So to save time, I didn’t wear my plastron. AND EVERYTHING FELT WRONG.
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So I have a pistol grip epee and I’m pretty sure it’s a small size. But I was talking with a teammate and he was using a Zivkovic grip and he let me hold it and holy crap was it comfortable. Much more so than mine (which is just a standard Absolute Visconti non insulated grip). So I’m thinking of buying one. Anyone who’s used them, pros and cons?
Specifically, I’m looking at these two:
http://www.zivkovic.com/item.jsp?web_id=406
http://www.zivkovic.com/item.jsp?web_id=416I’m also in the market for a french grip since I want to experiment with that again (I’ve always used pistol grips). I’m most likely getting this one but if you have anything to add, go ahead.
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Is anyone else tired as a motherbitch? Because I have never been this tired after a tournament ever.
Also anyone else happy about results? I mean I know certain bouts I definitely could have won but for the most part I’m happy. Now until Championships!
Wait. Shit. I’m organizing that
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Spring meet went really well! We held our own against Navy and my teammate said their coach was impressed.
I won a bout in overtime on a riposte.
I danced a lot while singing, “Thrift Shop.”
And I got stabbed in the crook of my arm and blood was drawn. It doesn’t hurt but it stings when clothing rubs against it. Which is all the time, especially when fencing epee.
I got another compliment on my Torchwood patch on the back pocket of my knickers.
OH AND I WASN’T THE ONLY GIRL ON UMBC’S TEAM THIS TIME AROUND.
My legs are so sore, as are my feet. And my back isn’t feeling too great either. Now if you’ll excuse me, I will take the most relaxing bath ever while I watch Gravity Falls.
Oh and also I am currently in 26th place in individual epee rankings.
