People keep asking us if our rowing race preparations are going well! It really does not bother me what people call what we are doing as i like humor however i have now become to believe that the hardened kayakers out there take offense to calling it rowing as it is in-fact called paddling. All i know is that every time the oar dips in and out of the water the huge toothpick moves forward and as we are the masters of the worst technique in the business it truly is a case of “Run, Walk or Crawl – Your still covering ground!”
Tonight’s training was always going to be on the chilly side, in-fact i actually decided to go down to our worst kept ‘secret training facility’ to undress our boat in the daylight so it would be ready for when the dark and frost arrived! Our last session on Saturday ended with the pair of us nearly washing down a weir and the boat staying on the bank the other side of it! After that episode we got back to the boat yard pretty deflated and questioned everything…. In truth i think that we just felt sorry for ourselves.
Well that was then and this is now and tonight dropping our boat in beside this ‘Isle of Man Fight & Spirit’ Atlantic Rowing boat we noticed sketched on the side were the words, kilometers to go: 1500km being crossed all the way down in 100km increments to the words: destination arrived! Seeing those words meant that 1.5hr paddle on the safe haven of the ‘River Stour’ tonight did not feel that bad after all, especially as we stayed dry!
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