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En Garde

Assembled the Christmas tree yesterday, along with scattering about our various bits o'holiday cheer. Some shopping still remains, but there's plenty of time for that yet.

No, I'm not one of those people who waits until Christmas Eve and then picks up gifts at the 24 Hour gas station. Drug store, maybe.


I raised the question of buying my own bow with one of the coaches yesterday. Seems he can get stuff wholesale, thanks to his connections to that mercantile world. So I asked him how much a decent bow would cost.

"Depends on what you want to do with it," he said. "Do you want to shoot for fun? Or shoot in competitions? Try out for the Nationals? Try and make the Olympic team?"

What I'd really like to do is run along the banks of the Silverlode, hunting down orcs that try and push their way into Lothlórien. But I didn't say that, for fairly obvious reasons.

It's an interesting question. I wouldn't mind competing, just to see what it's like. After all, unlike most martial competitions, there is no direct faceoff option. Although that might be intriguing.

The practical thing to do would be to look into a modern bow made out of high tech materials, but I do like the look of a traditional. If only they weren't so expensive. Hmm. Will have to think about it. As it is, there's no class next week, what with it being Christmas Eve and all, so I've got some time to consider.