With Sword in Hand

The fencing group (small but stalwart this week) braved heat and humidity and lack of breeze to actually pick up blades and go at it.   As always, I found it both exhausting (I have GOT to do more cardio!)  and exhilarating, especially when, in spite of being older and (I like to claim) slower and stiffer and less skilled than the others, I manage to achieve a solid touch...or draw cut.   I don't usually get a good draw cut, but this evening...J- didn't quite get his draw cut in on me, but...