(Continued from 2 days ago)
The next day I spent most of the
morning repairing armor, but managed to make it to a “boat battle.”
This was a rollicking affair in which simulated “boats” carried
fighters to an “island” on which “booty” was stashed. The
different teams of fighters fought to collect the booty and bring
them back to their “docks.”
This was absurd, ridiculous, and fun.
My team actually won one of the engagements, collecting the most
valuable booty. Here is a video of some of the action.
https://youtu.be/3cgEcDRBkRE
After that I attended a lecture on “The
Psychology of Fighting” by Duke Talymar. IT was an interesting
summation of the progression of a SCA fighter's career and options,
how to break through plateaus, and guidance for fighters. After the
lecture, the floor was opened to questions. There were some
interesting points brought up. Among the most discussion-inspiring
ones were how to deal with a student who refuses to learn, and what
to do when someone has lost the thrill he used to have and how to
help him get it back.
I found this to be an interesting
topic. I have had periods in which I felt myself lacking the thrill
for the SCA that I used to have. AS a result I wound up gravitating
to other things like Brazilian jiu jitsu, pro wrestling, filmmaking,
and the Battle of the Nations - Armored Combat League world. I
contributed that I have felt the thrill fade, that I didn't fit in to
my local fighting group quite as well as I used to. In my case, what
I did was simply focus on what it was that I liked about it that was
still there. In my case, it was the fact that even though I hate
almost everything involved with fighting (pack the gear, carrying it,
putting it on, the exertion, carrying the stuff home, being sore and
tired), I do it because I love being able to say that I did it.
After a bunch more comments and
discussion, one other thing came to my mind, so I shared it: The SCA
is a hobby. If you think you will get more satisfaction by saving the
whales, or getting involved in local politics, or finishing high
school, or starting grad school, or spending time with the wife and
kids, do it.
After all that was done, I noticed
gnats or fleas flitting around me. I felt hot, sweaty, and itchy, but
my armor needed fixing. I took all my armor off and fixed the three
rivets that needed fixing before going back to camp for dinner. I
showered all the sweat and bugs off, but it turned out it wasn;t me,
there were bugs all over the place that day.
(to be continued)
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