Getting in after midnight = not a good thing for rowers.
Driving six hours
home after several races and a day by the water, also not so good. I seriously
considered a sick day today but there's one meeting right at the end of the day I
really don't want to miss. (Of course if I had taken a sick day, I'd have missed
out on the current crisis, which would have been nice, excet then I'd have had to
come back to it tomorrow.)
She-Hulk and I beat a couple of other
boats (Yay!) so I'm pretty happy about that. We came in 4th of 6, so one place
higher and we'd have gotten a medal. She did get a silver medal in the double with
Rudder, who also got another silver and a bronze, so they're happy. I was a bit
farther behind in the single, but at least not embarassing so -- though I'd have
been really happy to beat some other boats there too. And yeah, OK, you have to
row your own race and just do what you can do without worrying about others and
all that crap, but if that were all there was to it, you could just stay home and
row 1000m pieces. We go to races to figure out where we stand in relation to
others. (I find it amusing that the last person who gave me that speech, about
just rowing to the best of your capability, is a world champion on the erg -- so
he's not exactly an expert at coming in last.)
This was my last
regatta for a while, since I don't want to race in either Nationals or the head
races this fall. (Though I might do the local one.) Now I just have to decide if I
want to take this week off ffrom training or wait until after Nationals next month
and see if I can persuade Rudder to sleep late with me. Right now, doing both
sounds like the best idea.