Today started a little early which is always nice. It’s beyond nice, actually, but I usually need a reason to set an alarm to get up a little early.
The day started early because I had to do the once-a-week task of taking the garbage cans from their protected enclosure and placing them at the edge of the street in front of our house. I can’t do that the night before because if they are left unprotected all night, the local wild pigs will overturn them and scatter the trash, naughty piggies that they are.
So after taking care of that task I started the daily rowing sessions and got them done early enough to enjoy some coffee afterward while it was still very much morning time. I make it a rule to try to avoid coffee after noon.
As you might have already guessed if you studied the thoughtfully chosen series of public domain photos at the top of the page, today’s workout time was divided into five sessions.
The pace of each session followed a natural progression related to how warm I was. The first session was 2,000 meters at a snail’s pace because I was not warm at all. Also, one of my knees clicked a bit with each drive stroke and I generally felt a bit sluggish. (Yes, I know a slug isn’t the same as a snail. But sluggish seems to fit better than snailish and I’m not sure if snailish is even a word allowed for usage by anyone without a poetic license whereas I’m absolutely certain that sluggish is a word for which a license is not required.)
The second session was 3,000 meters and a bit faster at perhaps tortoise speed and the clicking knee had lubricated itself and was free from any clicks.
The third session was 5,000 meters and faster yet at what felt sort of like the effort of strolling speed.
The fourth session was 4,000 meters and not fast at all but it was the fastest of all rowing done today and felt like the effort of a slow jogging speed.
The fifth and last session was 1,111 meters. (Trivia: 1,111 is an odd number but it is not a prime number.) That 1,111 meters was done at a pace that felt like the effort of an easy walk.
Good news regarding my personal pest, atrial fibrillation: There was atrial fibrillation all night and it was still ongoing this morning when the rowing began but it fled the scene and heart behavior returned to normal sometime during the 3rd or 4th rowing session today. If you are feeling hippy, you can cheer! Hip, hip hurray! (Have you ever felt a hippy? I have 🙂 )
All today’s data and live, granular clickable graphs can be seen via this link to the online logbook. To see any session’s data and its interactive graph, click the corresponding “+” sign in the “Action” column for the relevant session.
Happy rowing to you!
P.S.: If this blog post is grammatically correct and all words which do not require a poetic license are spelled correctly, credit is due to the diligent and somewhat perfectionist hippy who proofreads it for me.