Random sword-ness or Sword Practice, Part 1
Hmm, I just got done swinging around a sword for the last 45 minutes. The night was so nice, the air so refreshingly cool, that I had to do something. Glancing over at my wall, I spotted my crappy broadsword that has little to its name beyond sentimental value (it's what I envisioned Tyler's sword to look like). After having swung it around until my hand and arm hurt, I felt tired, but also uplifted. Hm, maybe I should make it a routine? Heck, maybe I might even get in shape a little if I do it for the rest of the summer. I'm not holding my breath, but it would be nice. We'll see. And speaking of the summer, has it gone by really really fast to anyone else? It almost seems as if it started just yesterday. And apologies for the randomness. T'was just in an LJ posting mood.
Edit: Not so crappy broadsword. That thing has stood up to quite a bit of punishment at this point.
Edit: Not so crappy broadsword. That thing has stood up to quite a bit of punishment at this point.