“In Fencing you die a thousand deaths before you start to get good…” by Philip Wardlow

Here’s a little a something I started doing earlier this year. FENCING!…It’s something I have always wanted to try. I just finished my last class this last Thursday in June and I loved every minute of it. The people I trained with at West Michigan Fencing Academy there were great and the instructors were awesome.
I went for about 14 weeks non-stop and it was one of the best experiences I have ever had. I learned so much and sweated a lot at times.  I hope to go back come September in the Fall when classes resume.
I love the friendly competition that it brings about and the support of your classmates and teachers…All in all a fun time. Now I can write what I know as they say in regards to some sword play in any of my stories….:)
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Health • Inspiration • Life
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
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Realise your innate perfection
one thousand words are not enough
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
journal
Tigers not daughters
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A Place to share My Love for Painting, Life, and my Wandering Mind
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
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A cozy cottage for writers and book lovers