That nasty virus that’s been hanging around the U.S. like an unwelcome guest has decided to camp out in Stefan’s lungs. And without my trusty bowman to help me navigate the pre-dawn waters, I’m stuck on the shore.
No (big) complaints. I’m rowing my flat water single shell at Marin Rowing Association. The company on the water is great and the workouts are more than sufficient. It’s all good. But it’s not the San Francisco Bay at sunrise.
If you’re a longtime athlete – runner, rower, climber, name your passion – chances are that you’ve been sidelined at one time or another. A few years ago, cancer did a drive-by on me and I was out of commission for about four (or so) months.
Funny thing is that it was the best thing for my aching back. I took a break, back healed, and I returned to the water with renewed appreciation and a beginner’s mind.
So injuries, illness, work, family and friends that need you – those things require care. Simply lay down the oars and pay attention. The water will be there.
Which is all a long-winded way to say that my camera has also been sidelined and I had to go back into the archives for a shot from one of last February’s rows. It’s almost as wonderful to see as it was to be out there. Almost. But I can’t wait to be out there again.