wool socks long undies 17" of snow etc.

spontaneous one-way trip to Wisconsin last weekend...

reblog from madden, cause the world needs to hear

dear kate hoff

can we start a facebook group entitled: “maybe i’m just too tired to make that light, OK?? aka athletes who commute by bike.”

description: “to all you hipster morons who speed by me on your fixies and glance menacingly as you blow through the stale yellow, remember that i probably just finished 2 hours at the gym/a 6 mile run/erg golf, and the last workout you had was lifting your $2 pbr to your mouth. also, get a bike with breaks.” or similar.

new plan

just row like a man. It looks so easy when they do it, like it doesn't even hurt. Additional pros of rowing like a man include finishing 2ks in 6 instead of 8 minutes and being able to pee in a water bottle at the starting line.

you may be a rower when

you get the following text shortly after 11 pm on a Friday night:

"Kate are you alright? Its kind of late for you not to be home or answering your phone. Im gonna file a missing persons report at 215"

-my roommate, bless her soul.

another day full of lessons

- try active recovery the day after a race instead of full day off, then full day off two days after the race
- do high-intensity pieces with the screen down
- do not row without bow lights in enormous bodies of water.

only in california

OK, I understand that the water here is liquid year-round and one rarely needs pants to row. But I firmly believe that this should not change the definition of a hard erg workout. As a particular example, I would like to assert that 3 x 1k is not a legit workout. Yes, it feels awful. Yes, you may want to vomit afterwards. However, the East coaster in me wants to force these people to play erg golf and then see how they feel about 3 x 1k.

living the dream

1) "He picked the wrong girls to get in a toilet paper standoff with." -my roommate, re: our bathroom-sharing bouncer and the fact that we haven't had TP for about a week, which may or may not be influencing the fact that i have been spending a lot of time at the boathouse, school, library, or at cafe 976 recently.

2) "Stand there like you're trying to make money," novice coach to the Jrs. on how to correctly do a squat. (Picture a 25-ish year old man telling this to a bunch of 13 year olds. Also he has a thick Spanish accent. He followed this up with "Drop it like it's hot.")

3) Meal for dinner almost every night this week: split peas with salt, pepper, ketchup, sriracha (cock sauce), and a fried egg. Carbs via massive amounts of chocolate milk. Gotta work on the nutrition thing.

4) I am in love with the feeling of moving a boat across the water. Really, it's like when you have an eighth-grade-style crush - you try not to think about it too much, but it keeps popping back into your mind and making you smile when you are busy doing other things like being in class or church. Additionally v. excited about possibility of helping other people to someday also have this awkward problem.

5) Speaking of church, I started playing violin at St. Brigids this weekend and it was basically the funnest thing ever. The choir director talks about Guinness a lot, is tall with blond hair down to her waist, tan and tattooed, and a grandmother. She looks like she's about 30. Her daughter is in the choir too, and I met the grandkids today. I separate faith and religion in my life and although I'm not religiously faithful, I have recently been faithfully religious, just because the church makes me feel at home. I mean, you do something every Sunday for 17 years and it kinda provokes that feeling. It's nice to play music with a lot of people too, and feel like I'm part of something.