I remember a teenage screaming match with my mom where she kindly, repeatedly informed me of my biggest flaw: Impatience. Even though I knew I was indeed being a brat, I knew in my gut that in the right context, the same trait that infuriated my mother, could become my biggest asset. And I was right. When I was competing to win a NCAA D1 rowing medal, it was my impatience and intolerance for mediocrity that drove me to set a new standard for myself, my teammates, and my competitors.