Lena's life update
I'm sorry, but you know, work and train... less and less time each day.
My weekend was very very awesome.
Friday night, Mr Archer, V and I went to see this really great jazz concert. The band was among the ages of 17 and 20, so it was a huge surprise for me. The pianist is just virtous, you cannot say it otherwise.
Saturday, we hit the club really early. I've been slacking lately and it showed when the string hit repeatedly my bow arm. Again. There goes the bruise and the pain... damn. But I should have seen it coming.
In the afternoon, we drove to La Plata (one hour away from Buenos Aires) to go shoot with the guys there. Actually, I wanted Oso (Bear) to check on my technique. We still don't have a coach at my club and it's getting harder for me. Mr Archer, Marian and all the other guys try to help me, but they all point different things and I get lost. I just want to listen to one person and that is it. On top of that, Mr Archer does want to help, but I refuse to let it so. It will take time from him and he has so little time to train himself that I don't want him to spend it (waste it) on me. He needs to shoot himself. Besides, I wanted to hang out with my gal Gaby, the best woman archer in Argentina and one of the best archer friends I have.
So we went to shoot there and we had a great time. Bear checked out my technique and pointed a few things for me to work on. He also looked at Mr Archer's technique and told him that he's doing very very good, he only needs to shoot more. Which proved my point that I really really need to work on things on my own. I know I cannot make it to the National Team, I'm trying it anyway because that is how I am. Bue he has a pretty good chance to do it and I don't want to be in the way of that. He's told me million times he does not care spending time checking me out (in archery terms, get your minds out of the gutter), and I know he does not mind, but I do. I love him and I want him to do his best, and I'm gonna help him as much as I can.
We had a delicious time in La Plata and Sunday was spent all day at the club, again, this time working our separate ways. He went shoot his own life at 90m and 70m, while I worked on my back tension and release at 15m, 30m, 50m and later on joined him at 70m. It's incredible how much I improved just by changing a couple of things. My back is killing me, but that means I'm using the muscles I should use instead of the shoulder and elbow, which is bound to injure me again.
And then, of course, it was some quality time for us. I managed, even if we got home at 10.30 PM on Saturday, to make him a high class chicken with champignons in 20 minutes. And Sunday we just hang out and talked tons.
Ok enough with the ramble...
posted by Lena @ 3:47 p. m.
