It's July, and it's been nine months since I was last in a boat. It's been approximately 38 weeks since Head Of The Charles 2019, and there's 14 weeks until Head Of The Charles 2020 (supposedly, mind COVID-19).
And yet, this morning, I woke up in a familiar sweat due to what I call the "Head Of The Charles stress dream." more
Young men confined to s shared living space exhibit the tendency to commit, over time, deeds after fashion in the chart below; a case analysis from Room 506, Bradford Hall, M.I.T., Cambridge, MA from June to August 1968 more
Having warmed up to the concept of going hell-bent-for-leather over 1,000 meters in the D single the day before (after lollygagging around Italy and Eastern Europe for two weeks), I was primed for the E single. more
Many years ago, when shells were cedar, oars were spruce, and men dogwood, a contingent of undergraduates rowed out of Seattle’s Lake Washington Rowing Club in a straight four aspiring to avoid dockside duck poop, ducklings, and nun buoys, in order to hit the U.S. National Championships. more
August is the month I like to book my winter vacation to be ready for the long dark days of winter - so come February 2019, fifteen of us walked through the turnstiles at the High Performance Training Centre on Seville's Guadalquivir River more