Irony as she is writ
Oct. 20th, 2017 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
redfiona99Or stabbed, given I am talking about fencing.
D, who is a different D to the usual, was complaining that several of the people at fencing hit too hard. Given that D is responsible for 75% of all the fencing bruises I have had since I got back to Birmingham, I find this hilarious. Obviously I don't say anything because D does not take well to criticism, constructive or otherwise.
It's even funnier when the person she complains about is the most technically correct fencer in the club. As in, literally, the guy the coaches tell me to watch to replicate his form. He's got perfect balance, and the only time he's ever hurt me is when, on lunging, he's hit a bruise that D has left. Okay, occasionally because of his height and my lack of the same, he flicks my mask wire straight off. Part of the problem is that what D thinks is due to strength is actually due to really good technique but she refuses to believe that because J is ... well he makes everything look easy. I have an unfair advantage because I know how hard J's Dad makes and has made him train, and as long as I have known him, which is not far off 7 years. But it's like, no, D, listen to what other people see when J fences. Learn. Become better.
D, who is a different D to the usual, was complaining that several of the people at fencing hit too hard. Given that D is responsible for 75% of all the fencing bruises I have had since I got back to Birmingham, I find this hilarious. Obviously I don't say anything because D does not take well to criticism, constructive or otherwise.
It's even funnier when the person she complains about is the most technically correct fencer in the club. As in, literally, the guy the coaches tell me to watch to replicate his form. He's got perfect balance, and the only time he's ever hurt me is when, on lunging, he's hit a bruise that D has left. Okay, occasionally because of his height and my lack of the same, he flicks my mask wire straight off. Part of the problem is that what D thinks is due to strength is actually due to really good technique but she refuses to believe that because J is ... well he makes everything look easy. I have an unfair advantage because I know how hard J's Dad makes and has made him train, and as long as I have known him, which is not far off 7 years. But it's like, no, D, listen to what other people see when J fences. Learn. Become better.
