I started rowing when I was 44. I am 54 now and still ‘perfecting’ my technique, which, by the way, is far from perfect. I like to think that this has nothing to do with my sporting abilities. Having earned my 2nd Dan in Karate at the ripe old age of 44 and having mastered the Black belt Katas that involve more than 50 intricate movements flowing into each other, I was pretty confident I could handle something as simple as rowing.
10 years on, and with the notion of ‘gently down the stream’ a distant memory, I decided, to explore the sport in greater depth and understand what the sport truly meant to me.
10 years on, and with the notion of ‘gently down the stream’ a distant memory, I decided, to explore the sport in greater depth and understand what the sport truly meant to me.
