I come from a basketball family; three generations before me have all played or coached at the collegiate level. Because of my height I was encouraged to play, but I was terrible. In rowing I found my home.
After joining the crew team I worked and trained every day to become the best I could be because I love it. Even though the combined effort of academics and sports can be more than a full time job, this sport is not something I want to give up when I graduate high school. If I were recruited to row on the college level I would continue my path of dedication, persistence, hard work and passion for the sport.
Each year of rowing teaches me new skills. During my first race in the 1V boat we crashed. It was the first head race off the season and as we came out of the chute we hit a bridge. Luckily no one was injured but all our starboard riggers were torn off; we had to be rescued and have our boat towed back to the dock. I was so scared and disappointed that we couldn’t race. That experience taught me that races don’t always go as planned and that failure can inspire a team to work even harder for the next race.
Through rowing I have learned what it means to really work hard and push myself further than I ever thought I could go. I have learned how to fail and then recover. I have learned respect, patience, teamwork, and leadership.