This afternoon, I’m packing and getting ready for… the Head of the Charles!
I miss rowing a little bit, but I’m way more into watching it. Someone asked me if I wanted to cox here in the city and I really didn’t want to. I feel like that part of my life is over, at least in terms of actively participating. Watching the sport? So much better.
(I’ve actually been reading a book about crew… and about every other night, I have some sort of stressful dream about crew. My rowers all miss their alarms and are late for practice. Another boat runs into us. I run into another boat. We can’t find the right oars on the trailer before a race. We’re in the middle of the river when a thunderstorm hits… You know, normal dreams.)
I’m excited to be in Boston to see some old friends who live there and old teammates who are still racing. Eep! I can’t wait.
Some #flashbackfriday pictures that I’m pretty sure have never been on the blog before…
Alex was my stroke. We “went out” senior year. Except for one time when we screamed at each other in the middle of a practice and then had to be separated from each other (whoops), it was always fun!
Hands down, the most ridiculous/fun boat ever. We had a funny little code word (“pineapple” to signal when to crank up the rating). Now that I think about it, it was beyond weird… but equally fun.
Included for the sock tan… I missed a day of school (and gave up my perfect attendance record) for this regatta. Not one of my favorites for racing, but it was fun as a team.
My favorite rowers and my favorite picture.
Clearly a coxswain family… #shorties
If you’re planning on attending the races, let me know! We’ll be there Saturday for most of the afternoon!