We row in a boathouse where 2ish thirds are taken by a private school (that we compete against), and though we’re certainly not the poorest of teams, sometimes it’s a bit disheartening when you’re huddled up in your mismatched workout gear with the rest of your team of people who like the sport but certainly are neither innately gifted nor physically built for it, as twenty rich kids who were selected at age twelve for being tall walk past in their matching Lululemon practice gear with their ultra light boats and custom footplates


















