Last week, as I got back to moving like a fencer in my three-meter long corridor, I thought of my opponents around the world. And I realized that I missed them. A very special feeling because after ten years on the international circuit, it was the first time that I felt this.
During a regular season and during the most intense six months, we meet almost every two weeks. Obviously on the fencing tracks, in the warm-up room, the cloakroom, sometimes in airports, hotels, and from breakfast at the first hour … Our paths cross more than with certain members of our families.
I miss them today. I want to cross swords with them, set traps for them, pretend them, feel this unique atmosphere that exists between the two shooters behind their warning lines, awaiting the referee's commands .
Even with the most tricky of them, I can't wait to scrap it. I look forward to finding those who drive mechanical in the call room, those who argue with the referee, those who throw you dark eyes at the warm-up, those who barely say hello.
Today, I just wonder how the situation is going on in their country and if they manage to keep the flame of our common passion alive. At the moment, as in all other sports, we have no visibility regarding the future calendar.
When I am on the slopes, it will be useful to remind me how lucky I am to be able to play with all these athletes internationally, to discover their characteristics, their cultures and to seek to prevail in the rule of art. .