The day always starts with a cup of coffee, or two, or three at breakfast. I’ve become well adjusted to Americano’s back home so to enjoy my leisurely 45 min breakfast I need to make my espressos last the whole time.
After breakfast the group heads out to the course which is only a 2min drive, 5 min bike, or 10 min walk. Most of us tend to practice at different times but occasionally gather for the odd timed workout to asses speed.
Between rows most of us usually lounge in the front lobby after lunch. Unfortunately, as Zia (not sure on the spelling exactly) the hotel dog demonstrates, it’s been a little to hot to spend anymore time then required outdoors.
Back out in the afternoon the water is always flat, it’s always sunny, and as a result it’s always really hot. This photo curtesy of Kevin light, find more of his work here on flickr or here on 500px
Following the second row I tend to return to my room before dinner. I usually bring a couple pairs of Oakley’s with me on each trip that I like to lay out on my bedside table. Also in the background is what I’d call my pre race fuel, Redbull energy shots – all the boost of caffeine with no sugar and as a result no sugar spike.
Dinner is served at 7pm on Italian time meaning this could be anywhere between 7:10 and 7:30 but this is why we always come to Erba to train, the food. It’s most likely because this location is quite remote and secluded from major cities and tourists that we are treated so ‘at home’ here. Although It’s quite difficult for lightweights because our hosts European hospitality fails to comprehend portion control. Whereas the heavyweights are happy to receive spoonful after spoonful the lightweights have to face a very dejected and dissatisfied face when we try to tell them not to create mountains on our plates.
My day invariable ends here at my desk. Thanks to Matt Jensen always bringing his HDMI cable we can easily overcome the language barrier with our own movies or tv shows.
