Hooray! It has been over 5 months since I was out on the water. Yesterday's pleasure of sculling came only after a punishing hour of circuits with 4 men way fitter, and quite a bit younger than me. After going four times round the weights and sit-ups we did a relay sprint challenge running further and further, and doing burpees (squat thrusts plus star jumps). This was at the very limit of manageable! And yes I did come last -- and yet the others were shouting me on, that good support was what stood between doing it and giving up altogether.
Being on the river was weird for being familiar and unfamiliar and fantastic for it being a glorious late April evening, with the light reflecting hard on the water. Different boat, good one, different rowing partner, We're going to enter the 1000m sprint in York on Saturday 7 May. The sign to me that we'll manage it was when we were sitting perfectly still on the water and then on the count lifting our blades out of the water and pushing them away from us as fast as we could in unison and then holding it there with the boat staying steady throughout. Balance while moving at speed, well that's easy, balance when stationary, that's promise.
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