Yesterday I was fencing with our club and by the end of the night I was noticing just how large and grotesque my parries were. I was mentally tired but not particularly physically tired but it effected my game quite a bit. But it is exciting enough to stay awake.
Need to really write more.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Tired Fencing is Erratic
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