Um...
I got the Charles boat.
Seriously, no false modesty: you could've knocked me over with a feather. I think I actually turned white when I asked John who was in the New Boat and he was like "you." I think Zimmer thinks I'm crazy because I had to ask after practice (where I'd been coxing the Charles boat) who was coxing on Sunday. He also thinks I'm crazy because he had to tell me to email my mother.
So. Excited. And terrified. I have Pete Cipollone's voice in my head. I am muttering "one, SEND, two on the LEGS, three, DRIVE IT" and "finishes, finishes, finishes" all day, every day, and visualizing the course (and not crashing into Elliot Bridge).
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