We carried the ergs outside this morning, and erged in the eerie orange light behind Haas, where the athletic truck usually parks. It was way too hot inside to erg, and a fucking perfect coldness outside. Qualms: everyone ended up erging on a slant, which is no good when, as a rower, you're fucking in-tune to your body weight. Continually. So there
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