Woody Cavenaugh

I am putting it here to make it real. When dad got sick I was already under a lot of pressure and he was the final straw. However, with his miraculous recovery, and the falling into place of so many other things I can put my own health back up on the list of things to stay awake at night worrying about.

For that I need goals. Oh look! There's one now. The North Carolina State Games are in Greensboro this year, and Fencing is on the agenda. I can do that. Especially if my only goal is to show up and fence. Just to make sure there is no added pressure I will fence the fun one epee and not my serious one foil.

If I don't leave in an ambulance, I win! That means I've got from now until June 17th to get myself into some semblance of fitting into my gear form. Fighting form is just too much effort and it makes me tired thinking about it. If I can show up and fence and my gear fits, and I don't leave in an ambulance, life is good.

Crap, that means I have to move doesn't it?