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Oar Maybe Not

I rowed for what seemed like an hour; the water gurgled oh so pleasantly. I had the morning to myself: no other boats as far as I could see. Warmed up, I soon increased my stroke, And pulled as I had never pulled before, the legs on fire, heart thumping fast, sweat ran in rivulets from every pore. The timer dinged, so I got up, flipped off the lights, and shut the basement door.

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Clifford Villalon

Date: 12/31/2022 4:20:00 PM

Row the boat or rock the boat... Happy New Year! :)

John Lawless

Date: 12/31/2022 1:07:00 PM

I have come to believe that "stationery" exercise devises are all a part of the Seventh Level of Hell....I can hear the washing machine gaining on me as i pedal my a.. off.....

Jeff Kyser
Date: 12/31/2022 2:19:00 PM

I'll be honest, I have to have music of a particular beat that carries me away somewhere else. I have always found weight lifting, treadmills and the likes boring as they come. I am also motivated to get in cardio minutes for my heart and some fat burning to lose weight. Without those motivators, I'd be sitting on the couch, or hiking on a nice day outside.

Vickey Rhymer

Date: 12/31/2022 9:39:00 AM

There are rowing machines at my gym that have water within the well of a wheel that makes up the mechanism that sloshes about at every pull of the oars.Do you close your eyes and imagine your skimming along some mountain lake?

Jeff Kyser
Date: 12/31/2022 10:55:00 AM

That's the waterrunner - a pretty popular machine. It does have a nice sound, and they have versions with a large immersive display that feels a little like rowing along a lake. Got the idea watching some of those videos on youtube... :-)