We started our day bright and early because our first race was at 9 a.m. Bleah!
Quite honestly I was to the point where I didn't care if we made it past the first race or not. I was tired from getting up early on Sundays, the practices were wearing me out and the novelty factor wore off about half way through.
The first race reminded me just how competitive I am. I guess not having competed in a competitive sport for a long time (I won't go into specifics here) I let the drive to win focus its energy in other areas.
There are several races over the course of the weekend. On the first day the first three finishing teams in a heat will continue to a second race. During the second races the top two finishing teams in a heat continue on etc.
Our first race was early in the morning and the water was nice and calm with the current in our favor. (fun fact about the river we are racing on; it changes directions about half way through the day)
A lot of us have never done this before so we are not entirely sure when we are actually going to start. Added bonus, the three of us in the front of the boat who are responsible for getting the paddling started are three of those people who have never done this before. It was a little nerve wracking but that dissipated quickly once we started paddling and the adrenaline took hold.
I'm not entirely sure where the other boats are around us. I can see the one next to us that is pulling ahead, but I can't see the others. Turns out this is because one never made it out of the gate and the other team apparently thought practice was unnecessary. They eventually finished, but it took them awhile.
We took second place in our first race. All the teams that qualify for a second race get a gigantic watermelon. (No I don't know why. Probably because they are in season and someone donated as ass load of them.) It was a delicious watermelon and I was highly disappointed that I didn't get a second piece because the whole thing had already been eaten.
It's now about 9:30 and our next race will be at 4:30. So we have several hours to kill. A bunch of us go out for brunch and end up back at the park where we just hang out and nap.
Note the festive bow.
The guy standing up is our drummer. He shouldn't actually beat on the drum. He should just yell at us to get us to speed up or set pace. The drum is merely decorative.
As soon as we get the boat moving we are hitting the waves and Mike and I (the two in the front seats) are drenched in short order. Please remember that this river water does not smell nice and we still haven't determined what type of nasty microbial things live in it. Angie maybe you could help us out with that. I'll send you a jar of water. So being covered in this water is not making the difficult work of paddling any easier.
I digress, this race is much closer than our first one. In this picture we are the boat farthest away. We aren't as far behind as it looks.
1 comment:
Woohoo!! Your boat rocks! Wow, all top three were only 1 second apart. Isn't rowing wonderful!? I'm so happy for you. :)
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