It's time

time flies doesn't it... it's been a year since last june race and now even the c gin nas are graduating.

last weekend i made the ritual trip down to guan yin temple, as i have done so twice a year for the past 6 years.

That trip will be my last. As with all things, it's time to stop, let everything go and move on...

Your star's shining bright, it's YOUR time now. Expectations are high, the whole dragonboating world's watching... but i know you won't disappoint coz you'd probably kill yourselves if you do.

Enjoy the last leg of your journey, the sights, the smells and the sounds... coz it'd be over before you know it.
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see you at the finish line

Boracay Getaway

Over the weekend, Geok and i headed to Boracay, Philippines for the Boracay International Dragon Boat races.

It was a blast and in my opinion, extremely well thought-out and organised.

Penang races were good, this one is even better...It definately gets a double thumbs-up.

for a summary of the weekend, click here!

(the above pic is of the Philippines National Team, SEA games gold medalists who are mind-blowing-ly damn good at what they do)

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meanwhile, i've been pretty amused by how people find this site...

maybe i should think about getting it going again...

Bye

I've decided to jump ship.

A big thank you to my faithful readers... esp the 'personnel from Hewlett-Packard' who risked her job visiting the site

Those who want the new bloggie-addy, give me a holler.

Missing the old skool

I guess i've always known this, but never really wanted to accept it.

Fact is, it's inevitable when you have a large team.

But this was the straw that broke the camel's back.

I don't even know why the same few of us always made the effort to be there time and time again.

pissed? disappointed? irritated?

I no longer know what to think or feel already, coz it just seems like so long ago..
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they no longer make dragonboaters now like they used to

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evidently the author is pretty peeved now,
maybe i should just make this the last post

Yeah YOU!

Evidently, George the Dragon's pretty busy and way behind in keeping this blog up-to-date. So here's your chance to help out.

Calling all budding writers of the dragonboat world, here's your chance to be a guest-writer on "A Dragon A Day". Just leave me your name and e-mail addy under "shout-outs" and i'd be getting back to you!

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i am pretty sure that no one's gonna respond.
anyhow, to you, you and you, do give it a shot anyway.

Penang Must-haves

Aside from looking out for the hunky Aussie from the Royal Australian Navy, the next must-have for every Penang race has gotta be the Ice Kachang.

Each year the Indian guy never fails to turn up at the race site to sell the refreshing Ice Kachang. Freshly made Ice Kachang with fresh fruit, topped off with a generous dose of Gula melaka. Note that the ice-shaving machine's old skool, means that the shaven ice's so fine it practically melts in your mouth. Eaten under the sweltering heat of the Teluk Bahang Dam... heavenlllyyy...

The best part... no coconut! Means we can chow down as many bowls as we possibly can!

Shadows from the past

"Close your eyes and visualise yourself rowing"... the snrs used to say.

I did so many times during the looonnnng 45min row today. But each time it was someone else i saw. Not because i wasn't focusing on myself, but more so coz i needed to see her do it.

I used to sit behind her alot during my last 2 seasons with the team. With her rowing in my face, it was not only motivating but a good thing as well coz when you sit behind someone who always rows with that much dedication and consciousness, with time you tend to follow suit.

... And with time you also realise that you cannot do without her in front of you.
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Damn, i need to find a new person to shadow.

Broken

It was the first day of the 2002 June race and as berd was boarding the boat for the mixed event, the choppy waters sent the boat crashing against the railings of the walkway as well as her finger.

I had no idea how severe it was as i walked a pale berd up the walkway to the first aid booth. Part of her bone was actually showing through and obviously the miserable first aiders there could do nothing and so she was immediately whizzed off to the hospital.

it was pretty severe and poor berd could only spend the next racing day watching and cheering for us from the shore...

Operations and metal insertions later, berd's finger was better, but sadly not as good as new...

Being Uncle Sadu's girls

At the 2001 Regatta, I remember standing at the shore watching my seniors win the IVP gold and Uncle Sadu proudly turning to the crowd and said "those are my-girls you know!"

Till recently, Uncle Sadu used to look after the boat rentals at SDBA. Everytime he saw us he'd go "ey girl, so how you doing now?". Uncle Sadu never knew us by name, well except the captains, coz they were the ones who paid him the boat rental fees, as well as deliver him pieces of cake whenever we had birthday celebrations at sdba.

It pays to have a good relationship with the guy who takes charge of the boats i tell you. Coz it sometimes can get the team free boat rentals during off-peak hours as well as uncle sadu sticking up for us when other boats come back late which result in us hitting the waters later.
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Geok and i saw uncle sadu at the stadium the other day....

and as usual, he went "ey girl, so how are you now?"

The other

At the 2004 Victory Lunch, Prof Shih in his address to us said:

"I would like to congratulate all of you for winning the PM cup and other events of the day."

You should have seen our faces back then...

Oh and at the lunch, there was a wall of dragonboat pics put up on a board. And amongst the sea of pics, there we found one pic of us.

Trading beans

Put Wendy and a chalet together and you definately get the bean game.

I have never learnt how to play the game, but listening to it on the side lines, out of context is in itself entertaining enough coz you end up hearing things like...

"I'll trade you X garden beans for X stink beans"

"I'll trade you X wax beans for X soy beans"

"I'll trade you X chilli beans for X blackeyed beans"


There are so many ways to entertain yourself when in a big group. Playing the bean game, the name game, the animal game, the number game... it's loads of fun coz you get to make fun of one another, and find out who really sucks in having fast reflexes or good hand-mind coordination. Then of course there's the dishing out of forfeits. And being dgnbtrs, the natural punishment of choice is not surprisingly... push-ups

Loving the fish soup

Not everyone believes in pre-race food bans. But I for one am totally religous about it. Coz it seriously does good for your body. Chowing down simple foodfare, non-oily, non-spicy really makes you feel better during training sessions. And of course you can perform better.

Somehow, fish soup and rice has come to be the examplary pre-race-food-ban dish for some of us. Perhaps coz it's soupy, non-oily, non-spicy, non-fried and healthy. So we (not everyone though, just the fish-soup lovers gang) end up eating it after every training.

For those who love to eat, pre-race food bans are always torturous. So the best way is to do it with fellow teammates. Wanna stick to eating the soupy, simple fish soup, we eat it together, so at least you know that there is someone else other than yourself missing out on the char kway tiao and laksa.

Or simply put, the workings of peer pressure or social servaillance.

If you wanna know

For those who have never rowed in a boat before... Here's how it looks from the back, or the position of the coxswain.

Left paddlers on the left, right paddlers on the right... duh. But that may not always be the case, especially when you need to get people to switch sides so that the boat is balanced. And in the unfortunate event where you really gotta switch, it's like learning how to row all over again... bleh.

Ideally the left and right should be mirror images of each other, so you get spot-on timing. How you position your legs are pretty much up to you, whichever position makes you feel comfortable and allows you to kick properly. You might also notice that alot of people have the tendency to tilt their heads out in the angle towards the water. That's coz those on the those on the left, look to the right pacer for timing and vice versa, so there's the tendency of the slight tilt. For the sake of effective rowing and self-comfort, excessive tilting is not recommended though.

Caught in the moment

Team pics at SDBA are usually taken to mark certain "milestones". Such as the issuing of a brand new training tee for the semester, days of time trials or last training sessions of the season. And it's always taken at the same spot. Must be coz of the platform, so we can nicely form 2 rows. and with kallang basin in the background, what's not to love?!

This has gotta be one of my all time favourite shots. Last training session of 2006, sem 2. Also my last training session with the NUS Dragonboat Team. Great weather, sunny skies, bright colours, one of those candid shots where everyone is just busy doing their own thing.

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Cindy...
My paddle???!??!!!!!!!!!!

must remember to take from you one day..

Pink Ladies

Apparently pink towels were in the rage once. Towels which we used to bring down to the boat to sit on, so that we don't slide about too much. These days people have progressed to use foam butt-pads. But i still prefer my trusty old towel.

Oh and someone in the pic is getting married soon!

How time flies...

The unsung hero

It is usual that after a race, people always say how great the rowers were, how good the pacers were at setting the pace, how powerful the back-pack was at providing the engine power and how superb the coxswain was at steering the boat. In my opinion, drummers have always been the unsung heroes of the lot. The ones who people sometimes forget, just coz he or she sat through the whole race hitting a drum and blowing a whistle.

Alot of people underestimate the job as well as the importance of the drummer. The general conception is that the drummer's role is pretty useless, coz he or she just sits there and hits the drum. So anyone also can be a drummer.

NOT!

Fact is, the role of the drummer is equally important to that of the coxswain. For the drummer is the only person in the whole boat who is able to view the whole race, accurately. She is able to see exactly which boat is coming up, whether her boat is leading or lagging behind. This important individual then has to relay the message to the whole boat, whether there is the need to 'up-5' or 'push-10'.

The drummer and the coxswain therefore need to be in sync. Both need to know the race strategy at the back of their hands and know what to do in the event where they need to play catch-up. If the coxswain calls for any pushes, the drummer has to be able to convey that message to those in front. For that reason, the drummer and the coxswain have to have a flawless line of communication and not give out contradicting instructions.

Finding a great person to fill the drummer's seat is never easy. She needs to be able to motivate the rowers, psyche them up before the races when we line up at the start. More importantly, she needs to be very calm and composed so that she doesn't start screaming at us to 'go go go go!" But calmly talk us through the race set, telling us when to 'up' or go faster or longer.

I've rowed with really kan-jiong drummers as well as superb ones who give you the feeling that you just have to row and leave everything else to them. Great drummers aren't easy to find. For it is them, who together with the coxswain, take our hands and lead us through every single race set making sure that we emerge without regrets.

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oh and not to mention, drummers can't be too heavy... duh.
so now you know, me and the drummer's seat... not gonna happen in a million years.

Ink

The big tattoo craze.

5 tattoos between the 4 of them,
and 1 very jealos vic...

(smiley face on the right has her tattoo on her hip, but kenna blocked by vic)
(oh which leaves 1 unseen tattoo... shall leave that as a mystery!!)

the pic's outdated now, coz vic has since gotten ink too!

The real deal - It's not all lovey dovey

2002 Regatta. The big race singlet fallout.

The guys team had originally designed theirs. And through some miscommunication, we thought that we could use the singlet design as well. So that on race day, the full team would end up wearing the same singlet. Well apparently, we couldn't, so there was quite a drama stir-up as the guys told us we couldn't use it. Apparently they didn't have the intention of sharing the design with us.... ah whatever.

Pissed, of course we were pissed. Coz that was the most ridiculous thing we've ever heard of. So we went to the drawing board and came up with our own. A dragon emerging out of the water. Which in my opinion, was nicer than theirs. Hmph!

Partly due to the fact that there was little communication between the teams, which at times resulted in bad misunderstandings, relations between the two teams back then were not the best. Which explains why the 'old school' dragonboaters of the women's team were always very intimidating and defensive when it came to fighting for our rights and standing up for ourselves, coz we knew that we had only ourselves to depend on.

Disclaimer: I have to admit that things in the recent years have changed. In my opinion, largely due to the more equal treatment by SRC towards the 2 teams. Which is probably a good thing, coz the last thing you want is hostility between fellow teammates all rowing for the same team.

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I realised i've been pretty vindictive the past few posts...
well, it's my blog and i'm gonna write whatever i want,
so deal with it!

Pinks and greens

June 2005, race gift. Bright pink pom-poms, topped off with a lime-green bow. On the left side for left rowers, and right side for the right rowers. The feet below were cut out from cork board.

I almost killed my fingers not only from making the pom-poms, but also from cutting out the little feet, coz the cork board was so thick! Thank goodness i only needed to make 19!

When it comes to making race gifts, i work alone. Mostly, coz my gift ideas usually come quite late and coz i wanna do what i wanna do. Which can sometimes be a terrible decision, coz when i get too ambitious or am pressed for time, little sleep is involved. And if it's the night before the race, sleeping late has gotta be the sin of all sins.

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If you look really closely at those lovely babies, coz of the angle at which the pic is taken, some of them just look really pissed!