There comes a point

There comes a point in everyone's life where the discover where their talent lies, and how their current skills fit in. My point came on Sunday night during the MFC (Medieval Fight Club). It was something I had noticed myself doing a few times, and it mainly stems from the fact that I've been trained for half of my life on how to deal with an enemy mano-e-mano. I'm not quite as useful in larger groups as I could be.

But the recap of the day:

First was Park Tag at 1PM. I brought Stuart along so he could see what it is we do. It was a smaller turnout, but at the same time we also had some exciting near-misses on one section of Malmo. Next time if we go back there I definitely want footage of that.

Second was a Taste of Edmonton. Long story short I got a lot of glances, mainly because I still had my tabi and shin guards on from PT. But there is some good food there. Very tasty.

Finally it was Medieval Fight Club. It was awesome, but I'll admit it wasn't entirely what I wanted. I have a few answers from them now, so the next time I participate I should be able to help the group out more.