RUKiddinme33
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Well, as you [probably don't] know, I have been on a colorguard for a year... I was told of an independent winterguard that I could tryout for, and it sounded interesting. I thought about it for a while, and decided that I wouldn't have enough time or money for it, especially after I started school up again. Well, my friend asked me to come with her regardless, so I did.
After a long 2.5 hour drive through the stop and go traffic that is Tacoma and Seattle, we finally arrived. We planned to just watch everybody try out, but our ex-coach talked us into participating as well. So we did.
After a number of awkward exercises that I wasn't used to at all (gah, I don't like modern!!!), we started with flagwork.
Well, it was more of pole-work, because there weren't any silks on the poles. That made it incredibly difficult for me, going on my "2nd" year, to distinguish where my hands belonged.
The entire time, the coach lady was on my ass about almost everything. Every time she was explaining something, she would make sure she was staring at me. It pissed me off...
But anyway... we started doing an exercise where we split up into four corners of the gym and start spinning the flag poles. Four people meeting up in the center at the exact same time. That is fun.
She changed it to two people at a time, and then made us do it... while walking backwards...
Not the best time for me at all. Not only did she contradict herself in explaining which side to stay on, she expected us to have eyes in the back of our freaking heads. So, you can probably guess what happened.
Someone I kind of know and I had a back-of-the-heads collision, and it sucked, because I stopped for a second because it hurt THAT bad. And what's worse is that I was probably being a stupid baby about it just because I haven't konked myself in the head all summer with a saber or rifle.
But after we crashed, I was on the verge of tears, and they were right about to start coming out. Pretty soon I was the last person spinning/walking and when she called out for us to halt, I didn't stop as strong as she wanted me to, so she got pissed off and started explaining how to stop a flag. Fucking...god damn.
We had to throw the pole without silks and it was horribly confusing, and I wasn't catching solid at all because I hadn't practiced pretty much all summer.... go me.
We got to sabers (King sabers..owww)... that was ok, and I was less lost. (I like weapons, not flags. Or dance.)
FINALLY it was over. I turned my saber back in, told my ex-coach I wasn't going to do the winterguard, and went home. Now I'm crying and shit because I feel completely broken. They broke me and I wasn't even trying out. What the fuck.
After a long 2.5 hour drive through the stop and go traffic that is Tacoma and Seattle, we finally arrived. We planned to just watch everybody try out, but our ex-coach talked us into participating as well. So we did.
After a number of awkward exercises that I wasn't used to at all (gah, I don't like modern!!!), we started with flagwork.
Well, it was more of pole-work, because there weren't any silks on the poles. That made it incredibly difficult for me, going on my "2nd" year, to distinguish where my hands belonged.
The entire time, the coach lady was on my ass about almost everything. Every time she was explaining something, she would make sure she was staring at me. It pissed me off...
But anyway... we started doing an exercise where we split up into four corners of the gym and start spinning the flag poles. Four people meeting up in the center at the exact same time. That is fun.
She changed it to two people at a time, and then made us do it... while walking backwards...
Not the best time for me at all. Not only did she contradict herself in explaining which side to stay on, she expected us to have eyes in the back of our freaking heads. So, you can probably guess what happened.
Someone I kind of know and I had a back-of-the-heads collision, and it sucked, because I stopped for a second because it hurt THAT bad. And what's worse is that I was probably being a stupid baby about it just because I haven't konked myself in the head all summer with a saber or rifle.
But after we crashed, I was on the verge of tears, and they were right about to start coming out. Pretty soon I was the last person spinning/walking and when she called out for us to halt, I didn't stop as strong as she wanted me to, so she got pissed off and started explaining how to stop a flag. Fucking...god damn.
We had to throw the pole without silks and it was horribly confusing, and I wasn't catching solid at all because I hadn't practiced pretty much all summer.... go me.
We got to sabers (King sabers..owww)... that was ok, and I was less lost. (I like weapons, not flags. Or dance.)
FINALLY it was over. I turned my saber back in, told my ex-coach I wasn't going to do the winterguard, and went home. Now I'm crying and shit because I feel completely broken. They broke me and I wasn't even trying out. What the fuck.
