Injuries

Last Friday, our coach adjusted the rigging in our four, making the load heavier. Being a smaller guy rowing with three other stereotypical heavyweight men (6'0" or taller, 200+ lbs), this was a viable option to see if it would increase boat speed. However, the resulting change did something to my lower back, and I haven't been able to row since last weekend. On the eve of my first week without touching an erg or an oar, I figured I'd chart my degression into madness day-by-day.

Day 1-2
Saturday and Sunday were off days. Woo.

Day 3
First day I got to sleep in since the week before I moved back on campus. It was nice, waking up after the sun had already risen. However, I didn't get up in time to take a shower and therefore had to go to class stinky and with a wicked cowlick. This will become a trend as the week goes on.

Day 4
I don't know what this feeling is. I...miss? Rowing? Had an early class so I had to get up early anyways, and I didn't fall asleep until after midnight the night before. I haven't really spent any time with my teammates since the weekend, which is a long time. Keep slogging, you'll be okay...

Day 5
This is the most times I've been up past midnight in one week since the end of the 2006 spring season. I'm getting irritable and jittery, and I blame this on a lack of erging. I usually don't have enough energy to be anything but tired when we've got hard afternoon workouts, but I can't push myself like that on a stationary bike. On the plus side, I've gotten an extraordinary amount of classwork done.

Day 6
Rest of the team had a 6K today. I went down to the erg room and watched some of them pull it, helped cox a few of them who wanted someone talking to them. Wanted to hop on an erg and pull one with the rest of the team, regardless of fitness and back pains. Instead did a 40 minute steady state on the stationary bike in the public gym. People like to stare at guys in spandex.

To be continued...