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Been working on various writing projects, jumping between one or another. This works except I have far too many word documents open at once.
Bujinkan last night was fun (excepting the fact that it's now hot enough to seriously dehydrate yourself from water lost to sweat during training so you're thirsty and sweaty and so is everyone else). My training partner wasn't exactly new, but he was, perhaps, rusty and partially new, so I spent a lot of time explaining various things. He appreciated this at first, then got frustrated, and started doubting my every word. Then Jack would stop the class to point out the exact same thing I was trying to tell my partner, and he'd sheepishly agree that I had a point. It could have been annoying, but I found it more amusing. We were doing various things to do when someone attacked you with a sword, mostly first using one hand to create an illusion of you being cut-able, or moving to the side. The hand kept the sword from swinging around and cutting you, plus meant you could control the hand, or grab the sword handle or a bunch of other things. Your right arm was always in the person's space and both hands had to be working together to widen the space between your opponent and his sword. It was a difficult concept in some variations, and surprisingly easy in others. One variation was using your right elbow on the person's chest to widen the space, and my training partner was pushing his elbow into my breasts and it was all I could do not to laugh at him cause while it does hurt to be hit there with a small enough weapon (epee points from when I did fencing hurt... a lot), the sheer size of my breasts combined with my sports bra pushing them together meant I barely felt it. I politely didn't laugh and pointed out that he'd have to aim higher since I had too much padding for the elbow to be effective. This explains why I have a bruise a few inches below my collar bone, but oh well. It was sword vs barehanded all class, though occasionally Jack would show us how the 'technique' wouldn't change much if you were up against a bayonet instead. I was told to keep up the good work at the end of class.
Bujinkan last night was fun (excepting the fact that it's now hot enough to seriously dehydrate yourself from water lost to sweat during training so you're thirsty and sweaty and so is everyone else). My training partner wasn't exactly new, but he was, perhaps, rusty and partially new, so I spent a lot of time explaining various things. He appreciated this at first, then got frustrated, and started doubting my every word. Then Jack would stop the class to point out the exact same thing I was trying to tell my partner, and he'd sheepishly agree that I had a point. It could have been annoying, but I found it more amusing. We were doing various things to do when someone attacked you with a sword, mostly first using one hand to create an illusion of you being cut-able, or moving to the side. The hand kept the sword from swinging around and cutting you, plus meant you could control the hand, or grab the sword handle or a bunch of other things. Your right arm was always in the person's space and both hands had to be working together to widen the space between your opponent and his sword. It was a difficult concept in some variations, and surprisingly easy in others. One variation was using your right elbow on the person's chest to widen the space, and my training partner was pushing his elbow into my breasts and it was all I could do not to laugh at him cause while it does hurt to be hit there with a small enough weapon (epee points from when I did fencing hurt... a lot), the sheer size of my breasts combined with my sports bra pushing them together meant I barely felt it. I politely didn't laugh and pointed out that he'd have to aim higher since I had too much padding for the elbow to be effective. This explains why I have a bruise a few inches below my collar bone, but oh well. It was sword vs barehanded all class, though occasionally Jack would show us how the 'technique' wouldn't change much if you were up against a bayonet instead. I was told to keep up the good work at the end of class.
