gone nuclear
SO TIRED right now... more so than even before.
sunshine(burn) + tough tough workouts'll do it.
this morning: a possible (probable?) lightweight lineup: corke, talia, me, rachael. we worked on racing starts and some pieces against the boys + big mike, and got to feeling pretty good (if dead).
midday: SO MUCH SUN! The high was 75 with a RealFeel(tee em) of 69. We are on scavenger hunts all week and get points for the best tan line, so I designed a Brandeis oar blade in tape on my arm, then proceeded to burn it as I napped outside. I'll hate myself in a week (let alone 40 years from now), but I was way too happy to get a sunburn in February to resist.
this afternoon: too much wind to row (whitecaps are just not ideal conditions) so we did running, abs, erging on slides (they approximate the run of boats; i stroked and the girls all rushed me), and mini-stadiums on the Olympic grandstands. pain, esp without inhaler. funly: Ilana Z and I mugged for sara b's camera: all taped up and nowhere to go, plus a pose in unis. and then Brenau's food tonight was really good, just as some of us started to tire of it.
Nate and Sarah are having an eating contest tomorrow night. My money's on Sarah.
yesterday my phone decided it didn't like connecting to voicemail any more, and Cingular voicemail decided it didn't recognize my cell phone number. I'll have to take it somewhere soon after we get back. I dislike this. also, it might have been work that was the "New Call" I missed. Could've been the oil company, though; that's how their number shows up.
Also yesterday: an afternoon in doubles. Ellen and Sarah rowed, as did Ilana Z and Rachael; Sara and Ilana G and I took the launch and made many photos.
Last night I dreamed I came back from Georgia and weighed 151 pounds. I may have gained one or two from all the Southern food, but twenty in five days would be distinctly hard to do.
sunshine(burn) + tough tough workouts'll do it.
this morning: a possible (probable?) lightweight lineup: corke, talia, me, rachael. we worked on racing starts and some pieces against the boys + big mike, and got to feeling pretty good (if dead).
midday: SO MUCH SUN! The high was 75 with a RealFeel(tee em) of 69. We are on scavenger hunts all week and get points for the best tan line, so I designed a Brandeis oar blade in tape on my arm, then proceeded to burn it as I napped outside. I'll hate myself in a week (let alone 40 years from now), but I was way too happy to get a sunburn in February to resist.
this afternoon: too much wind to row (whitecaps are just not ideal conditions) so we did running, abs, erging on slides (they approximate the run of boats; i stroked and the girls all rushed me), and mini-stadiums on the Olympic grandstands. pain, esp without inhaler. funly: Ilana Z and I mugged for sara b's camera: all taped up and nowhere to go, plus a pose in unis. and then Brenau's food tonight was really good, just as some of us started to tire of it.
Nate and Sarah are having an eating contest tomorrow night. My money's on Sarah.
yesterday my phone decided it didn't like connecting to voicemail any more, and Cingular voicemail decided it didn't recognize my cell phone number. I'll have to take it somewhere soon after we get back. I dislike this. also, it might have been work that was the "New Call" I missed. Could've been the oil company, though; that's how their number shows up.
Also yesterday: an afternoon in doubles. Ellen and Sarah rowed, as did Ilana Z and Rachael; Sara and Ilana G and I took the launch and made many photos.
Last night I dreamed I came back from Georgia and weighed 151 pounds. I may have gained one or two from all the Southern food, but twenty in five days would be distinctly hard to do.