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dianec42My company has a Dragon Boat racing team. Everyone at the company, and spouses and whatever, are welcome to join. There is apparently a rule that for races, the 20-person boat must have at least 6 women on it. So several people at work have been pestering me quite heavily to show up and give it a try.
So today I drove to Long Beach and learned to help paddle a dragon boat! The trickiest bit turns out to be keeping rhythm even when you start to get tired. (And keeping your concentration even when you get a yucky blister on your thumb which stings like hell every time you get salt water in it.)
I left there hot, sweaty, sore, salty, and exhausted... and full of schemes for how I'm going to be less sore (and slightly less damp) next time. Uh oh, I'm hooked.
Spent most of the rest of the day wishing I was asleep. I am *SO* out of shape.
So today I drove to Long Beach and learned to help paddle a dragon boat! The trickiest bit turns out to be keeping rhythm even when you start to get tired. (And keeping your concentration even when you get a yucky blister on your thumb which stings like hell every time you get salt water in it.)
I left there hot, sweaty, sore, salty, and exhausted... and full of schemes for how I'm going to be less sore (and slightly less damp) next time. Uh oh, I'm hooked.
Spent most of the rest of the day wishing I was asleep. I am *SO* out of shape.
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Date: 2005-04-23 04:11 pm (UTC)