You know that thing that people do, where they wait around the last possible minute to do something, and then it magically gets done?
No?
What about where you wait around to the last possible moment, and it still isn’t done, so you just quit and decide to try again the next day?
Yeah, I thought that one might sound more familiar.
Luckily for me, that wasn’t quite the case for me on Day 12. I did wait until the last possible moment, but then I went out there and got it done.
Maybe Week 2 is just Procrastination Week.
Here’s to hoping that’s the case, and Week 3 will be better.
Here are my photos of Day 12’s pseudo journey.
This is a slide show of the close-ups I took of the route I travelled on Day 12, 13 pictures in total.
At the end of Day 12, I have travelled the following measures:
Distance: 144,291 meters
Time: 11 hours, 27 minutes, and 49.1 seconds
Day 12 had me travelling from the small island of Torkildsøy to the small island (giant rock) of Vestre Bramskjær. Not much to see, not much to do, just to think about the next day’s row…and how I should get started a little earlier in the day.
Skål!
