Well, it’s Wednesday. We’ve made it through more than half
of the training camp already. Kind of alarming when you think about how fast
time is going by. But at the same time, my body and hands have been reminding
me that it’s not a bad thing we’re already this far through the camp. I have
started to help sustain my energy levels by the usage of multiple Starbucks
Frappuccino’s every day (the bottled kind you can buy from WalMart, I’m not
that rich). Fortunately, they are not ‘light’ on caffeine, and so provide a
nice amount of wakefulness – until the crash.
This
morning it was nice and sunny when we set out to the lake. Yet again there was
debate about taking this afternoon off instead of tomorrow, due to a warm day
forecasted for tomorrow. We are not doing this, we are sticking to our workout
plan. The 12x250m ladder was pretty well run this morning, given a spread of
abilities from novice all the way up to ‘been rowing since the dawn of time’.
We have
received a number of comments via facebook about our Harlem Shake video, or as
it was also put ‘the worst Harlem Shake video ever’. What I can say is this: by
the standards of my youtube account views, 200 views in less than one day is
pretty much viral. So thank you for watching.
Continuing
with our usual tradition, I felt like I was driving behind Sebastian Vettel
while following Matt from the boathouse to lunch at the Brenau University
cafeteria. While there, as per usual, we all stuffed ourselves an awful lot, Matt
specifically likes to enjoy an ice cream cone to cap off a filling meal (they
do have waffles there but he manages to resist that during lunch and dinner).
The cafeteria staff don’t seem to mind the way most of our team virtually runs
into the dining hall to eat.
The
afternoon rolls around and I find myself sitting down here in the lobby while
the others do things like nap, homework, nap more, watch tv, film random
videos, do whatever the lightweight women are always doing while definitely not
studying, napping or watching tv. I have heard rumours of pillow fights and
crock-pot cooked food in their room.
For the
trip back to the lake for second practice, my car was again invaded by Alex and
Lenore. The result – DMX and Ke$ha blasting through the stereo (not at the same
time – boy that would be a weird mash up). This also meant multiple selfies and
dance parties, etc were taking place while I was driving down to the course.
It had
unfortunately clouded over and gotten a little windy by the time we reached the
lake. Fortunately not windy enough to force us off the water. After a quick row it was off to dinner. Dinner
was the usual entertaining smorgasbord. This evening, those of us who had the pleasure
of sitting with Matt got to enjoy a discussion on HoneyBadgers, and other
things of that nature.
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