Ramblings of a Wandering Luney

The day was boring, fencing was a bit frustrating. I mean, I did fine. I won all my bouts except against Mitchell and fingernails John, but I was still frustrated with my fencing. I'm not parrying with distance like I should and I'm not landing the low lines. My disengages are too large and my footwork is horrible. Temple is only two weeks away, all we have are five more practices. I stayed after and learned a trick to use on the new timings. I'm going to have to work my butt off to get it right. Why does it take me so darn long to learn new things? My retreats are horrible when I'm doing it, I don't do it fast enough, or I don't get five in time. *sigh*
Ugh, my knee gave out twice tonight. The first time Mitchell saw me and was like "Ashley..." and I told him it was my leg muscle and not my knee to get him to drop it. I'm being careful, really. I need a new brace. That will help. We have a new sabre fencer named Chip. I thought of Chip Reed as soon as he said his name. He's really good despite being new, not to mention he fences with sort of an epee flare which makes him alot harder to predict then most newbies. Since he's athletic, he's naturally fast (speed seems rare among the sabres in our club seeing only about four use speed). I'll stop ranting. I just wish I could get it right!!!!!!