Racing Nationals with the Triathlon Team
I spent a week in Miami this spring racing at Collegiate Club Nationals—my first time in Florida and definitely one of the more memorable trips I've taken with the Triathlon Team at Dartmouth.
We flew into Fort Lauderdale and met up at an Airbnb in Miami, where 14 of us stayed together. It was a full team effort just to get there; we'd been fundraising and planning for months to make it happen, and it was really cool to see it all come together.
The race was on Saturday, but we arrived a few days early to acclimate. That mostly meant biking and running around the neighborhood, eating a lot of pasta, and trying to get used to the heat (so different from Hanover). I'd been training through the summer, fall, and winter, so this trip had been on my mind for a while—it felt exciting and a little surreal to finally be there.
Race day started early. We were up by 4:15 a.m., grabbed some coffee and a small breakfast, and drove out to the Miami Speedway. The race didn't start until around 7:45, so we had some time to warm up and take it all in. The swim took place in a spring-fed pond right in the middle of the racetrack—kind of a wild venue. It was only my second open water swim ever, so nerves were high at first, but I trusted that all those pool hours would pay off.
We waited in line behind the swim start, and before I knew it, I was in the water making my way toward each buoy. The start was chaotic with so many people swimming, but after the first few minutes, I found a rhythm. The swim was the most challenging leg, so I was glad to climb out and head into the transition zone.
Next came the bike leg. The course was super flat—definitely not like the hills of New Hampshire—but the wind kept things interesting. You'd fly one way with a tailwind and then hit a wall of headwind on the way back.
By the time I got to the run, the heat had really set in. I took full advantage of the water stations (and the sprinklers!) and somehow managed to negative split the last mile. Crossing the finish line felt great—not just because it was over, but because a crew of Dartmouth supporters was there to cheer us on.
Afterwards, we relaxed at the Airbnb and enjoyed a little more time in the Florida sun, but it didn't last long; we flew out early the next morning and went straight back to campus, where classes were already underway. It was a bit of a whirlwind, but that's part of what made it so fun.
Getting to race with a team, travel to a new place, and represent Dartmouth was such a rewarding experience. I'm already looking forward to the spring race season. For now, it's back to training, catching up on sleep, and spending time outside.