Yesterday was training day (read blog), but today is the day to use those skills. Sunday is match day. Still hot & humid, but hey, we’re the Battle Babes, we’ve got this. Out of the eight ladies that trained, six of us actually squaded for the match. One gal had a commitment and the other decided that due to some family news she received her head wasn’t in the game and opted out. It is truly a valuable asset be able to realize when to say when, especially at a firearm match where it’s always safety first.
Even though I’ve been shooting local club matches, this was a Level II match and I was nervous. Ten stages await. That’s less than 10 minutes of actual shooting. But it's so much fun you really don’t think of it that way. You are watching, learning, planning, shooting and then discussing what you should have done!
Our squad started on Stage 10. Aw dang, there’s steel poppers. I can do it. And I did.
Okay, my first stage is done and the jitters are gone. Now on to Stage 1, 2, 3 and then it happened. The dreaded DQ. Yep, I got disqualified. I broke the 180-degree rule during a mag change and GAME OVER. People always say “It’s not IF you get DQ’d it’s WHEN “. Although I don’t think that s