On Tuesday, I was coaching on my own for the first time. Not only that, the club member who I was expecting to come cox the boat couldn't make it, and I had to have a student cox. So I was truly alone.
Here is a brief summary of the various situations that we got into (which I probably should not tell the whole world, but here I am, telling the whole world). To frame all this, the wind was quite a bear and the current seemed nice and swift. We:
- Came way too close to shore more than once.
- Came way too close to a bridge.
- Hit a log near the stern, a pretty huge-looking, mostly submerged log. (The first thing that went through my mind was "There goes the skeg and my coaching reputation." Thank God that the only damage was cosmetic and the skeg was in fine shape.)
- Ended up rowing without a coxswain while I was in the middle of switching coxswains to avoid drifting toward another bridge.
- Came way too close to a tug and barge, thankfully they were going pretty slow, and we were already parallel to the wake.
- Got the boat into the boathouse seven minutes after class was supposed to be over.
Thursday went significantly better, especially due to the fact that I had an experienced club member coxing. Plus, we only got back two minutes late, an improvement of five minutes. If I can get us back five minutes earlier than that next Tuesday, then I'll have three minutes to spare! Oh, time management. I'm also getting better at driving the launch and talking at the same time. During one drill where I was giving a lot of commands, I was able to switch the throttle between forward and reverse to keep myself in the right position relative to the shell.
One thing I'm really enjoying is watching the rowers improve. There were a few people who caught on to the rowing cycle quickly or had some previous experience, and it has been fun to watch them get it down. What is more satisfying, though, is watching someone who was having a lot of difficulties the first couple of times on the water really start to get comfortable with the motions of the stroke. I have four more classes to watch their skills grow. I just hope I can make it fun for them and give them a taste of the joy of rowing. Maybe even some of them will fall in love with it the way I did back in the fall of 2004.
