I FINALLY GOT AN EFFING GOLD MEDAL!
Sure, it was for foil. Sure, it was only a "C" and under tournament, and I was one of two "C" rated fencers out of 18 non-C-rated fencers, but I bloody well worked hard for it! Proof? My lunging knee (right knee) is absolutely dead!
Bonuses to today:
1. I finally feel like I deserved a gold medal!(instead of getting one by default)
2. I renewed my C2007 to a C2007 (not necessary, but proves I'm a C-level fencer).
Downer:
1. My epee suffered horribly because my body refused to cooperate
2. My coach is going to yell at me because I sacrificed my epee in order to make foil a C-level event and did shitty in epee.
3. I made my neighbor's grandson (John Deere) cry because I knocked him out of the tourney, making him loose his chance at a "C" which he's wanted for over a year.
4. I embarrassed the heck out of myself when I went to jump up on the awards podium (the 3-2-1-3 place stacked thing), my foot made solid contact w/ the 2nd tier, but as I went to pull myself up, my foot slipped b/c my knee went out, I spun, landed on my butt the 2nd tier (a talent), and knocked the poor kid off who got 2nd place. It was funny enough that I laughed at myself for it.
5. I am in some serious pain!!!! My knee is killing!
Note to self: Next time, let Terry fence foil. Also, don't counter attack into a guy over a foot taller, and possibly fifty pounds heavier. They don't stop. This resulted in me getting the touch, but he kept going, ran into me, and I ended up rolling my ankle and popping my knee. Owwie!
Oh, my grades so far are: A-, A-, B+, and I haven't heard from the fourth. I expect to make the dean's list.
Bonuses to today:
1. I finally feel like I deserved a gold medal!(instead of getting one by default)
2. I renewed my C2007 to a C2007 (not necessary, but proves I'm a C-level fencer).
Downer:
1. My epee suffered horribly because my body refused to cooperate
2. My coach is going to yell at me because I sacrificed my epee in order to make foil a C-level event and did shitty in epee.
3. I made my neighbor's grandson (John Deere) cry because I knocked him out of the tourney, making him loose his chance at a "C" which he's wanted for over a year.
4. I embarrassed the heck out of myself when I went to jump up on the awards podium (the 3-2-1-3 place stacked thing), my foot made solid contact w/ the 2nd tier, but as I went to pull myself up, my foot slipped b/c my knee went out, I spun, landed on my butt the 2nd tier (a talent), and knocked the poor kid off who got 2nd place. It was funny enough that I laughed at myself for it.
5. I am in some serious pain!!!! My knee is killing!
Note to self: Next time, let Terry fence foil. Also, don't counter attack into a guy over a foot taller, and possibly fifty pounds heavier. They don't stop. This resulted in me getting the touch, but he kept going, ran into me, and I ended up rolling my ankle and popping my knee. Owwie!
Oh, my grades so far are: A-, A-, B+, and I haven't heard from the fourth. I expect to make the dean's list.