Dealing With Crazy/Aggravation I Do Not Need

              It has finally happened. My last good nerve has been worked in regards to the rowing club. It is my self preservation that requires me to leave.

If I have ever had friction or bad experiences regarding the club this man, Ted is usually the one behind it. Laurie has explained to a Psychiatrist friend Ted’s recent actions. This friend said from her descriptions it appeared to be classic case of Bi-polar. That would sure explain a lot of what has been transpiring as of late.

Without rehashing a lot of dirt, let me just say Ted was here to present information to the board meeting here at my house Wednesday night. To say things got really heated is a gross understatement. I realized that for my self preservation, it was time for me to leave.

I E-mailed this to Ted yesterday:

A lot was brought into the daylight last night. In the days I spent researching past meeting minutes and old E-mails to back up the printed agenda, too many old wounds were opened and made fresh again.

Sweep rowing was such a part of my life. I now realize it would have been better for all if I had left the club back in 2011 when I was very seriously contemplating such a move. 

If through my coxing or inexpert coaching I have offended anyone I deeply apologize. The thought I might be responsible for stopping the magic of rowing for someone is very distressful to me.

It will not happen again: after the meeting Sunday I’ll be stepping away from the club. I do not need the stress and angst in my life the past few months have brought me.

I’ve spent the morning straightening out the garage organizing what Rowing Club property I have here. If a row materializes, I’ll make certain the cox box in my possession is charged and given to the cox at the time of the row. 

I’ll have this all and my gate key at the meeting Sunday to turn in.

This morning was spent putting together the agenda for the Sunday membership meeting and information to be posted on the club website. I was just about to get into the shower when this E-mail came in from Ted:

Here is a copy of the notification that I just received from Regatta Central. We can now enter a master’s mixed 4+. You four were expected to row in this race. Are you still willing to go? Sorry for the rush but I need to respond before Oct 1. I can’t race because of my spine pain. If any of you does not want to go, I will try to find subs but I need to know your decision by Sunday. We can even race three women and one male, if needed.

This is weeks after I declined being included into any races. We as a club are so out of shape and untrained to even contemplate any kind of competition. Forget the fact I’m leaving the club Sunday! I was so mad and upset over this E-mail my teeth were chattering.

The icing on the cake was Ted’s reply back to me acknowledging he realized I was indeed leaving the club. He thought I would like participate in this race “for fun”. Ted is not a sane man.

I need to get this all behind me. This is my “gripe entry” which has greatly helped me cope.

My rowing peep Nancy<

/span> left the club last week due to Ted’s actions. She is one of the “expected four” rowers. With my deflection the club has lost half of their cox-swains. I don’t think this fact has sunk in yet…. It is no longer any concern of mine.