One Week

Just over a week has passed since we returned back to London and we’re truly loving the switch back to erging. Let’s be honest here, why wouldn’t we, our hand’s aren’t getting torn up, our sit bones have never felt better, we don’t have to go outside in the sun – instead we get to sit in the basement! What’s not to love about that? Back into the swing of homework and studying (or as other’s like to refer to us the Western country club lifestyle), so that creates terribly comedic and entertaining things to blog about.

Life back here isn’t so bad though, as we are also one week from the esteemed UWO Rowing Gala night, which isn’t at all an excuse for our alumni to come back to Richmond Row to party a little bit, or a lot, depending on if there’s a spirited game of pass the mickey after the banquet again. Should be a good event, even better for those who remember what they did the next morning.

Some members of the ATC are ramping up for the MacMaster 2x4 erg challenge this weekend, teams formed and gauntlets thrown. This is one of the more interesting erg events in which I’ve had the fun of competing, and by fun of course I mean it in the way that ‘special fun’ is fun (thanks to Volker for ruining my definition of fun!). This year’s 2x4 challenge is however fraught with conspiracy theories. As the undefeated champions at this event, we always must send a team. Somehow, this event has managed to be put on the day of gala; a day normally reserved for preparing (for the ladies), reuniting with old alumni and parents, and being useless at homework because let’s be honest, we’re all thinking about the night ahead anyway. Oh yeah, and a few of the Western rowers have to hang out at the Great Hall all day to decorate it and what not. The coincidental timing of these two events means a fair number of our athletes are unable to participate in the 2x4. This could be a completely innocent coincidence, could not; but really who am I to pass judgment, after all I may be a touch biased. Word on the street is mixed. Your call.

And yes, the title of this blog post did come from the Barenaked Ladies song, random I know, but that’s what happens when your ipod is on shuffle, things that you haven’t listened to in a while will pop up – sometimes for better and sometimes for worse (I really enjoyed a little “my heart will go on” the other day while studying for a midterm – bit ironic wouldn’t you say?), and that song popped up and it struck me as an appropriate title for the entry given that we’re one week away from a various different events and there’s nothing spectacularly better for me to talk about. Now if you’ve actually read this entire post and are still reading, thank you for putting up with some tangential rambling, hope it wasn’t to tedious.

I’m now 1 for 3 on Roll up the Rim, so beating the odds, so, on that bombshell, it’s time to end! (Thanks Jeremy Clarkson for the sign off line!)