I fence, therefore I am
Got back a few hours ago from a small fencing tournament in Scranton, PA. 3 1/2 hours in the car each way with a couple of crazy fencers (Daven, Sean and Amy should be commended for their dedication to the sport, and their willingness to get up at the ass-crack of dawn to go to a tournament) is almost a good time in and of itself. The competition itself was fierce. After the pools were completed, I was seeded 6th out of the 12 sabre fencers competing. Daven(#11) wasn't too happy about having to fence me, since he normally doesn't go anywhere near sabre fencers, much less any of the vet sabre fencers in our club at RIT. As I progressed through the tournament bracket, I faced the number 3, 2 and 1 seeds, and emerged victorious. You can see my reward below in the picture of me grinning like an idiot.

And now, my bed is calling me.
PS: Yes, amazingly, I actually posted a new entry.
And now, my bed is calling me.
PS: Yes, amazingly, I actually posted a new entry.