I had a randonneuring dream last night, where
scrottie and I were riding a 200k permanent, but I needed to pause and do something else in the middle for about 5 hours, and could then resume and try to complete the ride. My dream mental-math indicated that it would be possible to pull this off if we had 13 hours of time in total to complete the permanent. But we would only manage to barely squeak by. I think the dream has to do with my brain trying to track a lot of logistics and time constraints, what with job applications and beyond.
I didn't make it out to row yesterday morning, because I wound up staying up late Wednesday evening to have a late dinner with an invited speaker who studies evolutionary physiology. Water time is becoming increasingly important in the run-up to the Head of the Charles, so I decided to try and get out to row this morning. It was nice to have the water almost entirely to myself, even though I had to rush to meet up with
sytharin and
slydevil afterwards for our usual Bike-Friendly Fridays coffee date.
I didn't make it out to row yesterday morning, because I wound up staying up late Wednesday evening to have a late dinner with an invited speaker who studies evolutionary physiology. Water time is becoming increasingly important in the run-up to the Head of the Charles, so I decided to try and get out to row this morning. It was nice to have the water almost entirely to myself, even though I had to rush to meet up with