It takes so much.

Just three minuets. 

It’s only three minutes.

For three minutes, you’re on that strip, fighting.

But besides those three minutes, you’re balancing the world.

For countless hours, you run, you move your feet,

you hold a weapon, you practice.

3 hours a day, six days a week. All those hours, all your energy.

It takes so much, just to get up there.

Hours and hours of practice, just for three minutes.

Your everything goes into those three minutes.

And for those three minutes, nothing else matters.

It’s just you & your weapon. You’ve got something to prove.

And you’ve only got three minutes to do it. That’s what it takes to fence. 

( and a bunch of other techincal things I just can’t explain to you.)