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Yikes. Hard to say without being on the crew. Sorry.
Head of the Lake, Seattle
Lake Sammamish W Mst 4+ (C)
2nd place by 2 seconds. Never again.
Friend: “So rowing season is over?”
Me: “Yup! Final regatta last weekend. I slept in today!”
Friend: “Awesome! When does spring season start?”
Me: “Training starts next Monday.”
Friend: “Wait, what?! You only have a week off?! For the year?!”
Me: “Uh, yeah, when you put it like that, it sounds a little crazy, huh?”
Row on, friends! ;-)
The worst thing about rowing: being wide awake and seeing this on a day without practice!
When the only ripples on the water are from your oars and the occasional water fowl,
when herons are perched in the branches seemingly basking in the sun,
when the sky is deep blue with streaks of wispy clouds placed, it seems, to remind you of their artistic beauty
and when you and your partner find that swing that radiates balance and peace,
then, my friend, you have a perfect, dream-like row.
My hands are shredded but my heart is singing.
This, my friends, is what I felt like after being in, count ‘em, NINE seat races. With more to come next time.
Oh, dear Lord, make it stop!
(The pic isn’t me or mine…just thought it was eloquent. If it’s yours, let me know and proper photo credit will be on the way.)
The athlete’s anerobic threshold, the point at which the body’s muscles have exhausted their oxygen store and start burning other fuel. For regular folks, reaching that threshold is quitting time; anaerobic work is 19 times harder than aerobic work. But rowing is all about harder. Elite rowers fire off the start at sprint speed — 53 strokes per minute. With 95 pounds of force on the blade end, each stroke is a weightlifter’s power clean. Rowers cross their anaerobic threshold with that first stroke. Then there are 225 more to the finish line.