Showing posts with label ROW. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ROW. Show all posts

Monday, May 3, 2010

Get out and row!

My rowing coach met a guy in a bar, and one thing let to another, and this is the result:
an article about ROW by the guy from the bar. It's from Gaper's Block and gets a lot across about our coach and team. Here it is.

Save the date, Sept. 11, for our fundraiser and silent auction in a Chicago gallery to be named later.

Chicago-area readers, are you breast cancer survivors? Do you want to get more active? Try rowing. If a pre-Title IX asthmatic wimp such as I can do it, you can do it. Each one according to her abilities...


Karl Marx was a southpaw. Would he have rowed starboard?

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Faster than the speed of light...



...or at least faster than the speed of the shutter. Here I am in front, far right (largest image),rowing 2,000 meters in 10 minutes and 34 seconds, shaving 20 seconds off my earlier score. Before we started, one of the young athletic rowers was saying she was nervous. It hadn't crossed my mind to be nervous, and I was afraid she was making me nervous. At home L said that being nervous can help athletes perform better.

The group of rowers are breast cancer survivors and previvors. For more info about ROW, go to: http://recoveryonwater.org. Thanks to the recession and a generous property owner, we have an unoccupied floor in an office building in the West Loop to practice in. Thanks to some parents of crew members from St. Ignatius high school (whose space it is), we no longer have white dust everywhere. We joked semi-seriously that breathing in the dust was was going to give us cancer. Ha ha. In trying to improve our health we would be hurdling headlong to our deaths. The parents came and covered the floor with what seems like thick cardboard made especially for covering floors. Now we just have to watch out for flakes falling from the ceiling.