Sink or Swim…A First Triathlon Diary

There is something oddly vulnerable about huddling at the side of a pool with a bunch of swim suit clad strangers.  We smiled nervously at each other, shivering, partly from the freezing temperatures that greeted us that April morning but mostly from nerves.  We swapped congenial stories of where we are from, finding camaraderie in downplaying our preparedness for the …