When I think about the two years I have spent at Capital, there is no one memory that stands out to me, but rather a collection of brief moments, where, in the instant, I have felt pure bliss.
The moments when everything in the boat is working perfectly and no one says it but there is an overwhelming feeling of triumph surging through everyone. The time on the bus ride back from a regatta when Erin tried about a hundred times to take a boomerang of the whole bus — and almost fell in the process. The awe I feel watching the sun set on the Anacostia, and the brilliant blazes of orange and pink and purple that paint the sky as the team leaves for the night. When, at the other side of the bridge, after our runs, we do piggyback and wheelbarrow races (don't tell Nathan). The exhaustion and glee my girls 8 felt when we placed third at Mid-Atlantics, after having rowed in wind and rain. The bustle of the boathouse as boats come in and out. Just sitting in a circle as a team doing scullies and talking and laughing.
Crew is an incredible about of work and sweat and pain and pushing yourself to the absolute limit. Honestly, sometimes you want to give up and quit. The team, coaches, and love of being on the water is what keeps you going. I have met some of the most amazing people and created some of the most amazing memories while being on this team, and for me, all those moments are what Capital is about.