Tag Archives: identity
Worth it
This morning was my first practice coaching adults. I had a boat of 8 real, live grownups, plus one high-schooler coxing them. It was the perfect mix of ingredients: people who are excited about rowing and want to get better, … Continue reading
Filed under Rowing
Aparguments, 2011 Edition
I talk a lot about things having been hard, but by the time I post I always say, “Wow, our relationship sure is awesome! I’m so grateful for all the awesome that we have here! Aren’t we great and cute and wonderful?” And then you all say, “Wow, you sure are awesome and cute and wonderful,” and we’re all happy. Except for some poor person out there who is like, “Well, I just finished having a huge fight with my partner about something stupid, like how she moved a shelf when we moved recently, and now we’re not speaking and last night we went to bed in tears. Why can’t our fights make us awesome, too?” Continue reading
Filed under Marriage/Wedding/Engagement, Relationships
Dog Days
I knew I wouldn’t have time to live the life I want to live if I had a full time job, so I decided to get a part time job. The rowing coach position sort of fell into my lap, … Continue reading
Misunderstood Rednecks
It all started with my college rowing team, second season. We would meet by 5:30 in the morning, eyes still blurry with sleep… If we were lucky (at first), the driver would pick a good station, something quiet to listen to, something to doze to. If we were less lucky (again, early on in the season), one of our team captains would be driving and then – and then! – we were subjected to country music. There’s that whole Stockholm Syndrome thing where you begin to identify with your captors. I don’t want to say that this was actual torture, because it certainly wasn’t that bad and I don’t want to make light of other people’s experiences, but I do want to say that we were certainly a captive audience. Continue reading
Filed under Self
Small and in Charge
Doesn’t quite sound as impressive as “large and in charge,” does it? This past week, I assistant-taught my first dog training class, started as coach (not assistant coach, just plain ol’ Coach) for a group of 30+ high school rowers, … Continue reading
Filed under Job, Roller Derby, Self
