When you are rowing well and hard, the rhythm of the stroke takes over. It drives your days and restores your nights. It imparts cadence and direction. You feel like you and the boats are one, you feel that no… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
The Greek in me wanted to know what it felt like to pull an oar. The intellectual wondered about how to get eight individuals… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
It's the quintessential Greek sport: harmonious, competitive, agonizing, nautical, and above all, intelligent. It combines Odysseus's brains and brawn and love of the sea… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
When you are on the erg your mind is too busy to pay attention to the sounds of the machine; you notice only that… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
The greatest poet who ever wrote about rowing is Virgil, the greatest historian is Thucydides, but the greatest imagination ever to turn its attention… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
If rowing is a trial then the ergometer is the courtroom, the meter is the jury. And an honest jury at that, because the… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
There is a place where cerebral an corporeal meet: they call it rowing — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
The feel of a good row stays with you hours afterward. Your muscles glow, your mind wanders from the papers on you desk and… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
So to the lyre of Orpheus they struck with their oars, The furious water of the sea, and the surge broke into waves. Here… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
Rowing it was pointed out, was a sport that risked few injuries. So it was, I ould discover, but only if you did it… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
Think of aerobics plus weight lifting minus the music or camaraderie. Combine unalloyed endurance with straightforward strength and demand poise, timing, and practiced form… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
In college, I was an editor on the student daily... To the extent that I noticed the existence of crew at all, I saw… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
The single sculler, alone on the river at dawn, or spotlighted in his lane during a race, is th emost romantic, the most quixotic… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
When you are rowing well and hard, the rhythm of the stroke takes over. It drives your days and restores your nights. It imparts… — Barry S. Strauss Copy Share Image
