Seattle update
Seattle Parks and Recreation has some pretty neat things, among them a crew program. Sunday I flopped around in a swimming pool for ten minutes while fully clothed (which was simultaneously far less difficult and far more unpleasant than I expected) and then today was my first day on the water in a good four or five years. Some weird things - they count seats from the stern of the boat, rather than the bow, and they had me on a starboard oar rather than a port. And I’ve forgotten most of the terminology, which makes cross-translating a pain in the ass.
Having said that, I kept up fairly well and never really felt like I was dying; my technique is sloppy but improved massively even over the 90 minutes we were out there; I need to use my legs more; both coaches had good things to say about me; and my hands look like hamburger. That part’s going to be rough. And I don’t think I’ll be able to use my arms tomorrow. The next practice is Thursday. I need to do something about my raw patches before then.
And life otherwise. Well. It goes, which is about the best that can be said about it. I feel pretty amazingly shitty about missing PYM this year. I still need to convert my license and plates to WA, find a yoga studio, and finish my bookshelves so I can finally unpack properly. I should buy school supplies which means I need to remember what they are - I know by the end of college I had a fairly refined system worked out but I’ll be damned if I can remember what it is. I think 5×5 graph paper and clipboards and colored folders were involved. The farmer’s market down the street is great; the weather on a fairly regular basis isn’t. I have a bed. I made this zucchini ricotta cheesecake thing for dinner two nights ago and it was good. I miss the tomato lady at the Culver City Farmer’s Market. I miss my yoga studio.
I miss a lot of things.
August 6th, 2008 at 12:48 am
I couldn’t switch to port, even when I was rowing regularly, and I bet it would be harder if you’re rusty. (And I also wonder if anyone has done any research on that.) I recommend soaking said hands in warm salt water. That always worked for me.
August 6th, 2008 at 12:49 am
We miss you too.
Now stop ducking. I promise the tomatoes are still good…
*hucks another one*.
August 6th, 2008 at 11:29 am
*sends hugs*
It gets less hard, the settling into a new place, after you’ve been there awhile. The hardness tapers off gradually, and it can be hard to notice it happening, and then all at once it just isn’t hard anymore.
October 22nd, 2008 at 3:48 pm
Hey, are you going to be at the Head of the Lake regatta? Largest fall rowing regatta west of Mississippi. I’ll be there, cox’ing for Olympia Area Rowing (OAR).