When I was in high school, my dad was still in the Navy reserves as a physician for the divers. He invited me to take part in the Seals’ annual mini-triathalon with their families in Seattle, so I went. We swam in Lake Washington, ran 3 miles, and biked 6, I think. I was too wiped out at the time to keep track. The Seals all left me and my dad in their dust, but I managed to finish so I thought it was a success.
- Julie Enright Furlan, friend from Princeton