Jan 27 2013
The indoor rowing season's first race happened this morning -- Cape Cod Rowing's Cranberry Crunch -- and I am glad to have that behind me. Nothing personally compares to the pre-race dread I feel about the 2,000 meter distance. It's short enough to demand a maximum effort sprint but long enough to punish the rower foolish enough to go out too fast with the dreaded "fly-and-die" strategy.
I finished under 7 minutes -- always the big threshold -- with a 6:53, coming in second in the master's division to a beast of a man, Rick Martin, who smoked me by ten seconds with a 6:43. This was not my best shot -- I rowed a 6:50 after Thanksgiving -- but since excuses must be made I'll blame the flu that knocked me out during the holidays. I've been underwater ever since, fighting to regain my lung capacity.
Now I have a month to get it together for the Crash-B sprints in Boston. I'll buckle down on the paleo program, keep throwing some interval work into my usual Crossfit regimen, and hopefully come closer to the increasingly dim goal of breaking 6:30 in my last year in the 50-54 heavyweight class.