The boathouse: pain cave, early morning retreat, late night safehouse, terrifying structure, welcoming refuge, beautiful, broken, healing, heartbreaking, but most of all, it is home. The Oklahoma City Chesapeake Boathouse is so much more to me than a building filled with boats. That place has brought me my most difficult days, my biggest successes, and my very best friends. 4 years of my blood, sweat, and tears have been poured out into the river.
I would consider myself the most underqualified athlete of any sport and the most overqualified team manager. I am a coxswain, a controversial, ironic, and absolutely amazing job. Coxswains have been labeled “irreplaceable” and “irrelevant” in the same article. Boats seek a person with the smallest