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What an exhausting but exciting weekend. The BF accompanied me to my rowing club's first regatta of the season, a sprint at Key Biscayne in Miami. We had a great time, especially since we won our race! This despite me stroking, or setting the pace for, our boat. Alas, there isn't much competition in Florida, it being the powerhouse rowing state that it is (heh).
There were four boats in our race, two of which were from our club. Of the other two boats, one was from another Central Florida rowing club called OARS (I know -- gag -- how convenient and cute) and the other was from Miami Rowing Club, the home team. I wasn't worried too much about the other ORC boat, since it is full of novice rowers. They will be good with more practice. The OARS boat has never really been a threat. I was mildly concerned about the MRC boat in that they were hosting the regatta and it was their home course. I know I should have more confidence in myself than that, but that's just me -- forever the pessimist.
I guess I'm the stroke for our boat, at least for the forseeable future or until our fearless leader decides to change his mind, which can happen on a dime (depending on his frequent mood swings or however many drinks he's had the night before, but that's another story). I'm used to that, though, given the nightly style and rule changes that occur at my job.
I'll miss our next regatta, which is this coming Sunday, due to work. A big discussion/debate thus ensued among my crew after the Miami regatta over who would be stroke this coming Sunday. It still hasn't been fully worked out yet. I feel a bit bad about being the source of dissention, but they've known for weeks I can't go.
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cool! congrats. y'all are so buff. I should put that photo on my fridge for inspiration.
Posted by tiff @ 04/07/2003 11:51 PM EST