Am I Rowing Too Much?

Picture the scene:
You walk past a bedroom and notice the warm spring sunlight pouring through the window, spilling across the bed.

The bed whispers:
“Come on in. Sit down, swing your legs up, lean back on the pillow. You can see the sky from here. Feel the sun.”

So you do.

Next thing you know, you’re drifting off… and in your dream, your arms are pumping, chest bouncing—you’re rowing. On the erg. Again.

You jolt awake, arms twitching in unison.
Your son is home from school, banging on the front door, pulling you out of an unexpected but delicious nap.

Am I rowing too much?
Maybe.
But this is still the Sub-7 Experiment.