It's happening. The mornings are getting darker and the sun, once it tiptoes over the horizon, is sweeping the bay with long, low golden light. You can almost hear the whole Bay Area breathe a collective sigh of relief. Our summer is here.
This is the time of year when the winds sleep in, leaving the mornings peaceful and calm for we rowers. It's such a welcome change, this turn of seasons. And whether or not, you have kids in school (mine are now a few years out of college and into their worklife), fall brings a sort of renewed energy. It kicks things in motion.
Speaking of which, it's head racing season, meaning the length of flat-water races goes from a heart-stopping 1000-meter sprint to longer, more endurance-based distances of 5,000 meters. I may even do one or two this season. After all, my health is good, the flat water calls, and time slips away – winging it's way past us all too fast.