The Archer is In

There it is, my first bruise from Archery class! It'll be a beauty tomorrow, that's for sure!

So, it turns out that I'm just a beginner, that understanding how and why things work isn't enough. It's going to take practice, practice, practice before I can aim consistently. Heck, tonight I had trouble finding my own eye and face! All these new things to do! Do them in order, do them consistently...well, I have my work cut out for me! 

But what a hoot! Part of me dreads the learning experience, because a former employer of mine once declared that I made the most ingenious mistakes of any employee he had ever known. That nobody in their right mind would dream of making the kinds of mistakes I make.

And he was right. I do make trouble for myself, and I think the operative phrase in his sentiment is "in their right mind..." 'Nuff said.

So I'm partly dreading whatever ingenious mistake I'm going to make in archery class. However, I've also been working really hard on being a positive person, so I'm just going to push that thought to the back and work hard at getting used to using a bow.

One really funny moment happened tonight - I had taken off my finger guard and stuck in my back left hand pocket. My back right-hand pocket was covered by the belt I was using to hold the quiver.

So when I next picked up the bow, I put on the "dragonne" (it's a string that holds the bow on your hand so you can't drop it). So then I tried to reach my back left pocket with my right hand. It didn't work. I had to ask the instructor to pull my finger guard out of the pocket for me. Everyone found it quite amusing. They found it even more amusing when I did it again, the very next time we picked up our bows! I was less than impressed. Boyfriend told me to not remove it, then I wouldn't get into that mess. But it gave the class a laugh.

Better, to my mind, was the two arrows I shot that landed touching each other. I was the last person in the line to shoot my arrow, so everyone was watching, and there was a collective gasp and some kind soul exclaimed "Robin Hood!" Everyone laughed, the instructor told Boyfriend to watch out, and I felt great for 20 seconds...till I couldn't reach my finger guard in my back pocket again...

It was a great first experience!