Nobody ever took time out in a boat race.  There’s no place to stop and get a satisfying drink of water or a lungful of cool, invigorating air.  You just keep your eyes glued on the red, perspiring neck of the fellow ahead of you and row until they tell you it’s over…Neighbor, it’s no game for a softy.


3 thoughts on “Words.

    • beantownkmd says:

      Isn’t it?! I really enjoyed reading it and have recommended it to pretty much anyone who’s looking to read a new book, regardless of whether they’re involved with rowing or not. 😛


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