It finally happened.
After 13 years in the Martial Arts, 11 of them studying sword technique, and 8 of them owning my favorite blue Katana...
I damn near sliced my thumb off.
Okay, so its not nearly as dramatic as that, but for the first time ever, I did cut myself pretty bad on one of my own blades (have I been cut by someone else's blade? yes, but I don't like to talk about 'Nam that much). There's a certain technique to sheathing a Katana. Essentially, you hold the scabbard at its mouth and with your other hand guide the flat dull side of the sword (Katana's are only sharpened on one side) with your thumb and slide (or in my case, slice) all the way until you reach the point of the sword, and then swing your arm so the tip of the blade goes into the scabbard, and you can sheath it without fumbling around. Done it a million times. Even while drunk. Never a problem before.
But, apparently, I confused "dull" with "sharp". I got about halfway down the blade before I thought, "Damn, my hands' warm.". It sure was, with my life juice.
I butterfly sticked it and its wrapped in gauze. My pride was hurt more than anything though as I did it in front of my roommate. Big tough Astroninja that I am getting beatdown by a sword that hangs out on my wall usually.
Oh and while you should definately watch The Ultimate Fighter on Spike TV and support the sport that I love like so many Unicorns and Rainbows, it does kinda suck. But watch it anyway.
After 13 years in the Martial Arts, 11 of them studying sword technique, and 8 of them owning my favorite blue Katana...
I damn near sliced my thumb off.
Okay, so its not nearly as dramatic as that, but for the first time ever, I did cut myself pretty bad on one of my own blades (have I been cut by someone else's blade? yes, but I don't like to talk about 'Nam that much). There's a certain technique to sheathing a Katana. Essentially, you hold the scabbard at its mouth and with your other hand guide the flat dull side of the sword (Katana's are only sharpened on one side) with your thumb and slide (or in my case, slice) all the way until you reach the point of the sword, and then swing your arm so the tip of the blade goes into the scabbard, and you can sheath it without fumbling around. Done it a million times. Even while drunk. Never a problem before.
But, apparently, I confused "dull" with "sharp". I got about halfway down the blade before I thought, "Damn, my hands' warm.". It sure was, with my life juice.
I butterfly sticked it and its wrapped in gauze. My pride was hurt more than anything though as I did it in front of my roommate. Big tough Astroninja that I am getting beatdown by a sword that hangs out on my wall usually.
Oh and while you should definately watch The Ultimate Fighter on Spike TV and support the sport that I love like so many Unicorns and Rainbows, it does kinda suck. But watch it anyway.
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jujubee:
you slay me. Are you going to the pizza dinner tonight?
jujubee:
get on A.I.M so I can guilt trip you into going.