A good practice tonight. I fought Beatrix, Jan, Arne, Gawaine, and a newer left-handed fighter who told me his name, but it completely escaped me. This guy, by the way, had an incredible kit. 14th century helm with a giant nasal and aventail, great coat of plates, but the best thing of all was that he had Kydex plastic arms that you could not tell where Kydex plastic arms, because he had built them on a freaking last! They had a Great coke bottle shaped to them, and he had riveted them so it looks like they had splints.
Nothing really special to say about my fighting tonight. I avoided the thrust most of the night and worked on the edge. I only managed to kill Arne once, but he told me afterwards that he did not like what I was doing. I had him back on his heels the whole time, which was the idea. I try to fight Arne by channeling Joe Frazier. Beatrix I did really well against, and I think Jan beat me three out of five. Not too bad.
I had a very decent day at Ducal Challenge couple weeks ago. Well, I kind of decent day. I barely made it out of my pool. I was in the pool of death, which also had brick jams, Ionis, Hassan, and Arne. I ended up in a three-way tie for fourth place, the last slot to advance, with Hassan and Brick, but I killed both of them. Then I went to quarterfinals and got knocked out by Cullen, who eventually won. So that wasn’t bad.
I didn’t report on Pennsic. Here is my report: every days fighting was more fun than the day before. I pulled a calf muscle, twisted my knee, and probably got a small blood clot in my calf, my doctor freaked out a bit, but the ultrasound showed nothing so I was cleared to fight again. If I did get a blood clot, I’m pretty sure it came from wrapping my knee too tightly on Friday. I could not fight for a month as a result. So Pennsic wrecked me.
It’s 52 days until Crown Tourney. My next time in armor will be Tuesday at McCareen Park.
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