meanwhile in tokyo…
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“the only victory that counts is the one over yourself”
-jesse owens
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meanwhile in tokyo…
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“the only victory that counts is the one over yourself”
-jesse owens
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mark at home on the water in his boat
i connected to this adventurer, mark slats,
through an old friend in the netherlands.
read below to see what he is currently undertaking.
i am amazed every day.Mark Slats is hugged by his mother Maria in Ramsgate, UK last May.
He was about to row to The Netherlands here, never rowed before in a boat like this.
Now Mark is leading the field in the Talisker whisky atlantic challenge with Row4Cancer
with just two teams of 4 rowers ahead of him.
This is a 3.000 mile journey from Europe to America.
Mark’s mom has cancer and this gentle giant is raising money
for cancer and for the Antoni van Leeuwenhoek Cancer hospital.
(http://www.markslats.nl/row4cancer/ )
UPDATE: (early January) Mark Slats is rowing solo across the Atlantic Ocean for 28 days now and with this blistering pace he’s on schedule to break the World Record with a stunning two weeks!! Mark is competing in the solo class, but he’s ahead of the leaders in the double and trio classes as well. Currently, the Gentle Giant is on the 4th place overall with only fours around him. Be prepared for his arrival, which is expected on January 14th!
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UPDATE (January 8th)
World’s most bizarre rowing competition is approaching denouement:
Does Dutchman Mark Slats crush the world record ocean rowing?
Mark Slats participates in the Talisker Whiskey Atlantic Challenge , the toughest rowing event in the world, to raise money for the Antoni van Leeuwenhoek Foundation.
The route runs from Europe (the Canary Islands) to America (Antigua). He is rowing solo and nonstop.
Until last year, this carpenter from Wassenaar had never rowed. Mark is rowing for his mother who is seriously ill and all those other people who fight cancer every day.
Despite the hardships of the race, Mark remains positive, he enjoys the ocean and feels good. His physical and mental strength are extreme. Blisters, abrasions and contusions do not bother him, he is determined to crush the record. He rows around 100 miles a day and the expected finish date is currently being tested on January 14th.
After his three previous world voyages as a sailor, the sea has few secrets for Mark, yet every day is new on the ocean. Mark talks about birds, flying fish and dolphins around the boat, even a collision with a whale. He can not heat the freeze-dried food because his gas bottle has been thrown overboard. Cold is not tasty so it is a task to get enough calories. He no longer has a feeling in his fingers but jokes that he no longer feels the blisters on those fingers.
Mark has to finish his boat before January 18 13.03 to break the record of 35 days and 33 minutes. Then he has to walk an average of 2.6 knots, he has rowed an average of 3.4 knots from the start and now has 581 miles to go to the finish. He is in the lead in the Solo class from the start and 4th in the overall rankings. Still, the race has not yet run, a technical defect or sudden whirlwind can still be decisive, it remains exciting until the finish.
More about Mark and the race:
https://www.facebook.com/markslatsavontuur?pnref=story
More about the charity:
https://actie.avlfoundation.nl/row4cancer?nieuw=0
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“and so in time the rowboat and i became one and the same-like the archer and his bow or the artist and his paint. what i learned wasn’t mastery over the elements; it was mastery over myself, which is what conquest is ultimately all about.” ― Richard Bode, First You Have to Row a Little Boat: Reflections on Life & Living
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credits: michel porro, magic marine, talisker whiskey atlantic challenge, mark slats
we trained together for a year
to be ready
for a long
3-day event
for charity
and
we thought
it would
also
make us healthier
in the process.
***
except that
we weren’t
the most natural
or best
walkers/runners
but we pushed on
and for
many, many days
we walked
through town
or
in the countryside
or
on the road
or
inside the mall
with
the hardcore seniors
during blizzards
or
anywhere we could find
an open space.
***
then one day
upon arriving at a park
for another training day
we saw a race beginning
and
on a whim
we decided
to start late
and join in
at the back
just for practice
and
we somehow
started moving up
in spite of ourselves
slowly but surely
until we were
near
the front of the pack
and suddenly
out of the blue
i got crazily competitive
not my usual mindset
at all
and i yelled out
‘i can take them!’
as i raced past
the front two people.
****
okay,
so
they happened to be
a very elderly man
and
a person with a noticeable limp
and
i
won the race
and
got a gold medal and a massage and a granola bar
and
i felt like
forrest gump
just dropping
into
the middle
of something
and
somehow
winning
by accident
and
it was
that moment of
crazy heart
that
made me unstoppable
and i’m sorry to have run past you –
people who thought you were going to win
and were in the front
and i know
you were old and infirm
but at last
i had found my pace
and my tribe
and
it was
quite a day.
****
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image credits: flickr.com
baby j – i knew i had seen this guy somewhere before –
i’m officially on spring break for 16 days and i get to play with the babies today while mom and dad run
the st. pat’s day race.
when we get together, we have energy to burn and we’ll be running our own race,
at least a marathon, all inside the house, i’m quite sure of it.
we’ve got mischief to make.
run, family, run.
Aye, I’m tellin’ ye, happiness is one of the few things in this world that doubles every time you share it with someone else.