It’s been a while, but I did a double row on Sunday as well.

On Sunday morning the early row had pretty rough conditions, but we persevered. The sun started coming out. You can make out the peaks of Mount Diablo through the clouds in one picture.

This morning’s coxswain instructions on rowing came with Macarena dance moves and two dolphin sightings, but only one of those is true.

Chris was at the helm almost the entire time and I stroked (seat 4) for the first time in months.

Sunday’s row had me as one of the strokes, but I was out of my element after months of not having rowed in seat 4. My team was very supportive and patient with me, though.

Before he even woke up, I got up at the crack of dawn to take the early morning row. My knee had been bothering me for a few weeks when we were off, as I think I was losing muscle. Since we resumed our vigorous practices, no more knee pain on my long-standing bone spurs which developed after my dislocated patella back in 2018.

You’ll see a crazy kayaker with a paddle in one of the pictures. He flew along despite the major white caps we encountered.

Coxswain training for Scott.