As of last Sunday’s banquet, our fall season has officially come to a close. We remembered our victories, celebrated our coxswains, and reflected upon how far we’ve come since September.
The coaches have referred to this season as a “rising tide” – not as in the local brewing company, but rather the way in which our young team has hustled to fill the shoes of the seniors who graduated in May. Their legacy lives on in our new boats (The 2015 and the MMXV) and in countless running jokes and traditions, but our current team is already showing some serious promise. We showed resilience at the Textile. Our men swept the Snake. Our women medalled at HOCR, and we guaranteed three entries for next fall. Not too shabby.
The spring season will be a whole new ball game, but we’re ready for it. The erg room is already bustling with eager winter trainers; the apple cider vinegar is flying off the shelves; the Hydration Club is scheduling meetings up the wazoo; and before we know it, we’ll be on a bus to South Carolina!
As always, a hearty thanks to everyone who makes this program as impressive and fun as it is – our tremendously talented coaches and captains, our families and friends, and everyone’s dogs. Thank you!
If you’re worried you’re going to miss us during the long, grueling, Maine winter, don’t fret. Social media is a wonderful thing – stay connected in the months to come!
It seems fitting to finish off this post with a quote shared with us by a member of the class of 2015.
“Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle – when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.” – Abe Gubegna