Plebe year went really well except for the whole grades thing. Triathlon saved my sanity and kept me going. I finished the second semester with an entire new family of teammates and friends that I can’t wait to get back to, and a year’s worth of memories that I’m never going to forget (even if some would be better off forgotten). After a crazy weekend of fun at the lake that brought together a handful of my teammates, my family, and a bunch of friends from home, I took the accelerated Survival Swimming course. Kevin and I were thankfully unsuccessful in our attempts to drown each other. Then it was straight to Air Assault, which was a fun challenge. By the end, something felt a little bit off. I had to stop running during the 12 mile ruck because something felt weird, but honestly, I was probably just dehydrated. Even though I finished with a good amount of time left I still wasn’t happy with my time (especially when Kevin beat it by 30 minutes a few weeks later). Three days later we found out something else was wrong.