I’m contemplating taking fencing lessons at Seattle’s Salle Auriol. I’m undecided about this, but yhe beginner class starts Tuesday so I need to make up my mind.
I took fencing lessons when I lived in Iowa. What with all the rogue highwaymen prowling the Midwest, I felt I needed to be able to defend myself. I only managed to attend two classes before my interest levels (and thigh muscles) petered out. I’m not too sure why I think this time, a dozen years hence, will be any different.
The sport itself holds interest for me on a number of fronts. It’s played indoors, it involves cool gear (swords!), and it’s suitably anachronistic. On the other hand, it’s the kind of hobby that might attract the sort of person who engages in historical re-enactments and enjoys role-playing games.
Since I don’t make a move in my life with consulting teh Internets, I Googled “fencing” today to help me decide if I should take up this hobby or not. Among other things, I learned that Neil Diamond attended NYU on a fencing scholarship. Also, it seems, fencers have their own jokes. Here’s an example:
How many epeeists does it take to change a light bulb?
Two, but they have difficulty getting both bulbs in at the same time.
At this point, I’m really struggling to find marks to put in the “Pro” column…..
Comments
The uniform; for sure
Posted by: Jennifer | September 2, 2007 9:41 PM