I decided that I needed a summer job now that I was on barsel, I wanted to do something for the club ans as there was a great group of rising young talents, I volunteered to commit to cox them a few times a week. It is often easy to gather eight rowers but to find a cox can be a challenge as many do not think of it as something rewarding. Usually you just get yelled and scream at and only told of the things you are doing wrong. Anyway, this time, there was no yelling, everyone was 100% dedicated to finally kick the S**T out of KVIK. And that we did in the most rewarding way. It was a very tight race, we were neck to neck all way. Our last push 250 meters before the finish line was too much for KVIK. After 100 years of defeat, we took home gold.