Of course we met rowing; where else? Our actual first introduction would have been during Megan's first summer season at NYAC, way back in 2008. Over the next few summers, we became friends, and for a while, that's all we were. Even when Meg's mom said "who's that handsome one?" at every regatta and turkey trot, the friendship remained platonic. Fast forward to 2013; Dave poked Meg on Facebook, and we all know what that means (he shot first, don't let him tell you otherwise). At the post-Canadian Henley bash that summer, we kissed, and the rest is history.