This is a blog dedicated to rowing. Rowing is a funny old sport. To be quite honest, most of the time rowers hate it. You get up disgustingly early in the morning in the biting cold simply to nacker youself in a boat for an hour and a half whilst being berated by an ex-rower in a "safety" boat about as safe a osama binladen on dope. However, somehow we manage to love it due to one simple fact. The feeling when you have just used every ounce of your miserable sleep deprived bodies energy to beat another like minded idiot in a boat is the best non-orgasmic feeling known to man and women. Plus it gives you damn good muscle tonage a something to do on a sunday. Take up rowing now!

Bow:has to make calls, wasting valuable breathe, has to turn around to look, wasting yet more energy and making balance hard, has to steer, which aches your arms and, if in a pair, shits up the leg positions cos of the rudder. has to keep exacly in time whick leads to the bowman getting blamed for a crap session or if the fhythm is out... does the strokeman do anything?

Stroke: dus shit all reli...has to make sure the same number comes up on a little screen.. grreeat.

Single Scullers: antisocial bastards

Indoor Rowers: mental

Cox:bossy git who sits in the boat watching ppl row whilst shouting very loudly at rowers nd steers a bit, if a cox eats too much the rowers get to chop off a body part before a race.

you no ur a rower when.....

You don't mind walking in frozen bird shit barefoot
You need to have a small pushy person around telling you what to do all the time
You can get up, get dressed and leave before your eyes are fully open
Yhe phrase "cox box" doesn't make you giggle
You believe the world wouldn't exist without spandex
You only recognise your friends from behind
When you need to go anywhere, you have a sudden urge to throw your car over your shoulder
You stick water bottles in your shorts for no reason at all
You feel naked without enough clothing for 10 people on
You believe all authority figures carry a megaphone
You sit in class leaning to your rigger
Half your body is bigger than the other
You blame bad moods on "the balance"
Your friends need a rowing translater to decipher your language
You can wear the same thing every morning for a week and not think twice
You think sleeping late is waking up at 8.30
When you sit down in class, you look for the tie in shoes
You constantly check the tightness of nuts in chairs, handrails, door handles etc
Your vision of going away for the weekend is other people's vision of hell
Overhearing people talk about how little sleep they get causes you to smirk
You're giving directions to a friend and you say "turn to bowside"
You dress and undress one handed so you don't have to take one hand off the oar
Everytime you sit in a chair you are mildly surprised to discover it doesn't slide back and forth
You know the difference between a double and a pair
You get to work on Weetabix number 7, or loaf of bread number 2