So There I Was, Minding My Own Business
I do love to talk about myself,
Although Count Gryffith (my knight) had told me that this could be "a very big year for me" if I could really work on my fighting and consistency. But between Camelot, work and family, I didn't think that I'd done a very good job of keeping up with my fighting, this summer especially, I'd missed a number of events due to family and work stuff, and I really thought that I'd missed the boat for this year - early on at Pennsic I'd decided that I needed to enjoy this Pennsic and worry about meeting my goals for fighting in the coming year.
At the Lochleven Opening Ceremony on Sunday night, I said as much. I'd already fought in a couple of tournaments and the Unbelted Champions battle. I wished I'd done better, but was willing to accept that I couldn't control it. At the welcoming ceremony, I said "I was done setting hard goals for myself and was planning to accept Pennsic as it was." Apparently, it was hard to stifle the giggles around the fire from everyone else...
On Monday after a series of bridge battles (which were more fun for me than usual - not just because I got to help Rob find "the Awesome Zone"), an East Kingdom court was called. "Oh cool," I thought, "they're making an OTC." But his Majesty went on longer than typical for an OTC, and then they called the Chivalry in. I thought "wait... that could be about me... But there are others, like Cullan Mac Cinnan who he could be talking about." and so he kept talking, and I kept thinking "Might be me... Naaaah..." and then the herald called my name (and I waited to be sure it wasn't Cullan, or Caewlin, or another Colin I didn't know). Lachlann (at my side, should've been suspicious) nudged me, and I got up to approach their Majesties, with my head swimming...
And that was how my Pennsic started...
Although Count Gryffith (my knight) had told me that this could be "a very big year for me" if I could really work on my fighting and consistency. But between Camelot, work and family, I didn't think that I'd done a very good job of keeping up with my fighting, this summer especially, I'd missed a number of events due to family and work stuff, and I really thought that I'd missed the boat for this year - early on at Pennsic I'd decided that I needed to enjoy this Pennsic and worry about meeting my goals for fighting in the coming year.
At the Lochleven Opening Ceremony on Sunday night, I said as much. I'd already fought in a couple of tournaments and the Unbelted Champions battle. I wished I'd done better, but was willing to accept that I couldn't control it. At the welcoming ceremony, I said "I was done setting hard goals for myself and was planning to accept Pennsic as it was." Apparently, it was hard to stifle the giggles around the fire from everyone else...
On Monday after a series of bridge battles (which were more fun for me than usual - not just because I got to help Rob find "the Awesome Zone"), an East Kingdom court was called. "Oh cool," I thought, "they're making an OTC." But his Majesty went on longer than typical for an OTC, and then they called the Chivalry in. I thought "wait... that could be about me... But there are others, like Cullan Mac Cinnan who he could be talking about." and so he kept talking, and I kept thinking "Might be me... Naaaah..." and then the herald called my name (and I waited to be sure it wasn't Cullan, or Caewlin, or another Colin I didn't know). Lachlann (at my side, should've been suspicious) nudged me, and I got up to approach their Majesties, with my head swimming...
And that was how my Pennsic started...