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An Interesting 6K

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I'm not quite sure how to say this but I had a VERY interesting experience at rowing today. We were doing our 6K test, which I've been mentally preparing for for almost a week now. In terms of distance, it's not SUPER long; every week we're required to do a 10K, not to mention with it being a test, you naturally have more of a drive to do well. I did everything I should: drank lots of water today, got lots of sleep last night, and recently, been working really hard on my split time (which is the time it takes me to row 500 meters throughout a rowing piece) One oversight I forgot? I ate a pretty sizeable meal just an hour before. I didn't think much of it as that's normally what I have before practice.

Come to find out, that was the WRONG decision(: During the warm-up, I started feeling a little sick to my stomach. Thinking it was nerves or just my body getting pumped up for the test, I shook it off. We start going on the ergs, and 1000 meters in, I start to REALLY feel sick. By 2000 meters, I'm starting to burp and at one point gag, and finally, at around 2300, I just started vomiting all over the rowing room floor! Blaugh! It totally reminded me of the time in Cancun when Mommy and Glo and I all vomited before going in the water, and then Glo vomited right before diving under! Funny thing was, I felt awesome afterwards, and was able to finish the 6K with a reasonable split of 2.01 (reasonable at least for these particular circumstances)

Haha sorry this post was a little gross, but like I told some of the guys afterwards, at least it makes for a good story to tell and a learning experience(: I think that's why I like talking about the rowing team so much; it's all so new and novel to me that I have to tell someone about all these crazy experiences I have(:

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  1. LarisaNovember 10, 2011 at 2:14 PM

    Oh man, who cleaned it up??? Did it sit there until you were done with the 6K??? That is SUPER nasty....and yet I'm laughing :-)

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