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Zwaardkring
Feb. 10th, 2012 10:29 amYesterday was my fourth lesson at the Zwaardkring and it was a painful one. Last week both Rob and I had bought new gloves in order to protect our hands better. It turns out that investment was timed well: during the lesson I caught a blow to my sword hand that was so hard, I had to call for someone to take over my position (we did an exercise where I was attached by people in turn and I had to defend myself) and check on the finger. My right index finger was sore and throbbed mightily and the blow was so hard I think it might have been severely bruised if not broken, had I not been wearing gloves.
I also got hit on the legs repeatedly, especially my left leg, and I feel that the bruises there are still developing. As such things go, the lesson became less and less fun as time progressed and I was injured again and again as my concentration waned. All very logical but vexing nonetheless.
Today my knuckle is doing fine, it is only mildly blue and not much thicker than the other hand, and it twinges slightly as I bend my finger. Nothing that won't heal soon enough and I am less affected by it than I would have believed yesterday.
It also reminded me why I never did contact sports before and why other friends of mine will not partake in such sports if they can help it: it can, and on occasion will hurt you.
Yesterday's lesson was one I'd rather forget, but there's sore muscles that had a good workout reminding me this is good for something, and I ain't a quitter. Keep calm and make some tea and being British about it seems like a good idea.
I also got hit on the legs repeatedly, especially my left leg, and I feel that the bruises there are still developing. As such things go, the lesson became less and less fun as time progressed and I was injured again and again as my concentration waned. All very logical but vexing nonetheless.
Today my knuckle is doing fine, it is only mildly blue and not much thicker than the other hand, and it twinges slightly as I bend my finger. Nothing that won't heal soon enough and I am less affected by it than I would have believed yesterday.
It also reminded me why I never did contact sports before and why other friends of mine will not partake in such sports if they can help it: it can, and on occasion will hurt you.
Yesterday's lesson was one I'd rather forget, but there's sore muscles that had a good workout reminding me this is good for something, and I ain't a quitter. Keep calm and make some tea and being British about it seems like a good idea.
