We worked on parry and riposte for a while last night, and I would block her and then lunge, but I would stop short of hitting her. Then she was like "make contact" so I did, but lightly. Then she was like "Don't be a wuss! You'll never register a hit like that. Press harder!"
The bad part is that when you get better and wax the old lady in the wheel chair there isn't a person in the world that will look favorably upon you, regardless of her talent. You will be featured in one of those 'strange headline' stories and we will post it in the clubhouse.