Back on the piste!

For those of you who don't know, both ski runs, and the strip fencers fence on, are called a 'piste' (pronounced peest) It is in fact a French word, meaning track, run, road etc. And fencing has its roots in France, so it's no wonder it involves French words such as piste, and other 'old French' words such as 'en garde in sixte, quarte, octave, septime...' and yes I find it very challenging to remember which is which! However no matter what language I speak (or don't speak!) I was exceedingly glad to hear 'En garde... Allez!' for the first time in nearly two months, and to brandish my foil at my opponent, and fence!! Yes, I am back at it! At Leeds fencing club, to be precise. A lovely club full of people who are kind and have a good sense of humour, which is what I was looking for. I'm never going to be an amazing fencer, but I do like to have fun!

This morning, I ached like HELL, but it was so good, and I felt so good last night too. I am so glad to be back on the piste again. I can't wait for next week, but if Sunday is anything to go by, I shall have to resist the urge to take my foil to work and fence them all senseless!

Jules xx