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The month that triathlon took over my life | by Grace Gerwe | Medium

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The morning of Sunday, September 3rd, 2023, was a busy one for Yale’s campus — the extracurricular bazaar was upon us. A poster-filled chaotic throng where you squeeze past hundreds of tables and struggle to hear what random club someone is pitching you. I took a speedy break from running the Entrepreneurial Society booth to go and meet the captain of the Yale Triathlon Club. Seeing as in April, I’d completed a half-marathon, an Olympic triathlon was the new seemingly-unrealistic-but-maybe-there’s-a-tiny-chance-I-could-do-it challenge I had set my sights on for the semester. So I weave my way to the stand, start talking to the only guy there, Jack, and immediately ask him what my options are for when to race. He basically said: before October. Aka IN LESS THAN A MONTH. I started to panic a little. I hadn’t realized that if I was going to do a triathlon this semester, it would have to be ASAP because the water gets too cold. Duh. As soon as I got home, I dove into hours of research and

The month that triathlon took over my life I trained for two weeks, did a sprint triathlon, trained another two weeks, and did double the distance (an Olympic). Grace Gerwe 11 min read · Jan 11, 2024 -- Listen Share The morning of Sunday, September 3rd, 2023, was a busy one for Yale’s campus — the extracurricular bazaar was upon us. A poster-filled chaotic throng where you squeeze past hundreds of tables and struggle to hear what random club someone is pitching you. I took a speedy break from running the Entrepreneurial Society booth to go and meet the captain of the Yale Triathlon Club. Seein

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