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Mar. 26th, 2003 09:19 amLast night was the first fight practice! You know, I was worried that I'd have trouble breaking my LARP conditioning and wind up hopping all around trying to instinctively avoid getting hit. That's before I actually held my broadsword (steel) and shield (wooden) and tried working with them for two hours.
Oh my gracious, Toto, we're not in FoamWeaponLand anymore. No, there will be no hopping for me. Even if our choreographers weren't promising Dire and Horrible Consequences falling on the head of anyone who endangers themselves or their partner by trying to go off script.
In other words, it's a lot like cheerleading. And thanks to all *that* intensive training, I'm actually fairly decent for a newbie! I need to learn the moves and terms and get my muscles used to the new demands, but the general concept--be here, here, and then here on the beats, and if you mess up someone will get hurt--is exactly the same.
I'm sounding fairly calm, but I get such geeky thrill-spasms every time I think about it! There's a frickin' SWORD and SHIELD sitting in my kitchen! And it's my job, nay, my *duty* to get used to wielding them. My inner ten-year-old is having a little twitchy fit of glee on the floor of my mind.
Deb's already walked in unexpectedly and caught me pretending our banana tree was an orc.
Oh my gracious, Toto, we're not in FoamWeaponLand anymore. No, there will be no hopping for me. Even if our choreographers weren't promising Dire and Horrible Consequences falling on the head of anyone who endangers themselves or their partner by trying to go off script.
In other words, it's a lot like cheerleading. And thanks to all *that* intensive training, I'm actually fairly decent for a newbie! I need to learn the moves and terms and get my muscles used to the new demands, but the general concept--be here, here, and then here on the beats, and if you mess up someone will get hurt--is exactly the same.
I'm sounding fairly calm, but I get such geeky thrill-spasms every time I think about it! There's a frickin' SWORD and SHIELD sitting in my kitchen! And it's my job, nay, my *duty* to get used to wielding them. My inner ten-year-old is having a little twitchy fit of glee on the floor of my mind.
Deb's already walked in unexpectedly and caught me pretending our banana tree was an orc.
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Date: 2003-03-26 09:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-26 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-26 10:18 am (UTC)You are. And I wish I had a sword and shield and an excuse to wield them against an evil banana tree.
Other Rose
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Date: 2003-03-26 11:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-26 11:06 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-03-26 11:09 am (UTC)Four feet high = orc-sized!