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JustRollWithTheTide
I live my life one step at a time,
With a little love, lots of laughs,
and a little bit of help from my friends.
Nerdy Community
Mum said that last night I was laughing in my sleep
I was dreaming people were dying
just bursted out laughing in the airport at this..
Bow Ball: 41 Reasons to Date A Rower
I don’t reblog often, but when I do, it’s because this is fucking funny.
1. We are ALWAYS nearly naked
2. No matter how tired we are we always keep on going
3. We’ve had tons of training to get this good
4. We have excellent endurance and stamina
5. We are ready to go at 6am
6. We’re not afraid to get wet
7. We set speed records while maintaining good form
8. We listen to our cox and go on command
9. Our stroke is never off
10. Power Hour isn’t just for erging
11. We don’t have crabs.
12. Half of us are “Portly” and “heavyweights” but we’re all sexy.
13. We can “erg” it all night.
14. We can do it by ourselves, or with another, or 4, even 8 other people at
the same time — now thats impressive.
15. We always “bring up the rate” when we are about to finish.
16. If we’re told to ‘push’ ‘squeeze’ or ‘hold’ we do it at the drop of a
hat
17) your oar can only give you crabs from the chest up
18) two words. cox box.
19) female rowers can do up to three head races in a day, and win them all
20) our technique never dies during the last sprint
21. when the cox calls a power 10 or 20, we rip everything up and just go
pretty much ape shit
22.You have someone coaching you through the whole thing (coxie), telling
you if you’re doing something wrong and how to correct it
23.we can row with minors
24. we all stay in time, in accordance to our cox
25. Go in hard, come out wet
26.We keep going hard even when the temperature’s below freezing!
27. we can undress with one hand
28. “We start cold and dry and finish wet and warm”
29. when a women tells a rower what to do, he’ll do it without questioning
30. we make great faces as we go about our business
31. scullers: we do two at a time.
32. Also Rowers are usually at home wearing rediculously tight lycra and
spandex type outfits on a regular basis… and not being shamed!!!
33. we’re always stretched out and ready to go
34. We think nothing of a two hour session!
35. rowers drive their long hard shafts through a deep wet abyss with
amazing intensity at the call of a small, usually very attractive
woman….again and again and again…..
36. we can go multiple times a day, even if we are extremely exhausted.
37. we can organize 8 uniform insertions…im impressed
38. We can go while the suns going down and do it again while the sun comes
up
39. we do bursts when we feel it is necessary and we take it up at the end
40. we start hard and fast, then settle into a great rythem that we can hold
for TIME!
41. we sometimes do it for 24hours at a time for fun or charity!
Still things I wish I had done.
So here I sit. My last night of my freshman year in college. I have done so many things this year that I will never forget, and met the greatest people in the world. Taylor, Adrienne, Haley, Logan, Spencer, Max, Nick, Sam, Katie, DayDay, Bobis, John, Kenny, Alex Albaradei, Keldrin, Brian, Kayvon, Webby, Brock, Dustan, Matt, Alex Blocher, Marisa, Sloane, Brennan, and so many other people that have taught me the meaning of friendship and family. I will never forget a second of it.
But there are still some things I wish I did.
I wish I spoke up sometimes.
I wish I told them how I really felt.
I wish I tried harder in school.
I wish I sang.
I wish I kissed you before you left.
I wish I didn’t have to leave.
BECAUSE WE NEEDED A ROWING ROMANTIC COMEDY
It’s been one year. One whole year since a tornado destroyed the town that I call my home away home. A town I spend the majority of the year in. I would be lying if I said that day never crosses my mind. But it does. Every day. How could it not? I see reminders of it every time I go somewhere. Whether it be the empty fields where houses used to be or a houndstooth ribbon plastered on every car I pass. I can never get away from it. And I don’t want to. Because I’m afraid I’ll forget. But deep down I know I never will.
That day changed me. I’ve always been one to make light of situations. I know I did that day. I didn’t think much of it. Not even when I got several warnings from my brother, who is a meteorologist, the day before and the morning of. We had already been under several tornado watches/warnings in the previous weeks, and nothing happened. So, I just went about my day as if it were going to end the same as always, with me stressing about school. I had a paper due the next day, and finals were slowing approaching. But it didn’t end that way. It ended with this city practically in ruins, finals being cancelled, school closing early, and me going home feeling like I had left something unfinished. And I had.I can’t really write about my experience during the storm because honestly it consisted of me sitting in a hallway joking with my friends about what was going on. I would take it all back, if I knew what I know now. Because it was not something to be joking about. Not one bit.
The moments following the storm are the ones I remember the most. I remember not really knowing how bad everything was. I remember sitting in the hallway on the second floor of my dorm because we had lost power and the only lights that worked were the hallway lights. I remember hearing people shout down the hallway “15th Street is gone.” “Krispy Kreme is gone.” “You know that Chevron on the corner of 15th and McFarland? It’s gone.” More statements like these would follow as the day slowly turned into night.
Then came calling home. The lines were all busy, but I remember finally getting through to my Mom. I let her know that I was fine, that my friends were all fine, and that the campus was fine. But she already knew about the destruction. Because we had made national news. She told me about everyone calling to check on me. She then let me know that my brother and sister-in-law were safe as well. I remember feeling relieved when she told me that. Because I was worried about them. I remember telling her to let everyone know I was ok because I couldn’t get in touch with anyone else.
The days after the storm are a blur. I remember driving around and seeing just how bad everything was. I remember trying to help out, but not being needed because they were trying to move trees and cars. I remember getting the text that finals were cancelled and school was closed. They wanted students out of the city as soon as possible. It was a bittersweet moment. I remember packing up everything in the dark. I remember my parents arriving and giving them the biggest hug imaginable. I remember not really crying until I got home. Everything just hit me all at once, and I remember breaking down. I still break down. I know it will happen at least once today. Probably more.
You always think ‘something like this will never happen to me.’ But then it does. And it changes your whole life around. I guess the only thing I really want anyone to take from this, is to never take life for granted. It is fleeting. It is not permanent. Don’t let trivial things get to you. It’s not worth it in the end. But I guess you really can’t believe this for yourself until something like this happens. Until something forcefully shakes you from your monotonous daily routine and says ‘wake up. look around you. look around you and see how short life can be.’
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AND IN THAT MOMENT I SWEAR LAKESIDE DINING WAS INFINITE.
SERIOUSLY LAKESIDE?!?! YOU GET DUNKIN’ DONUTS THE YEAR AFTER I LIVE HERE?!?! GRRRRRR!
WHEN YOUR COACH IS MAKING YOU DO A 2K ON THE ERG
It’s all like,
WHEN A NON-ROWER TRIES TO ERG AT THE GYM
And you’re just like,
WHEN THE TEAM IS LIFTING
The heavyweights are all like,
But the lightweights are all like,
