Samantha MacIlwaine

Five more steps. With grueling effort, I hoisted my snow-caked climbing boot up and crushed it into the exact footprint that my teammate had left behind. Hot breath steamed my cheeks underneath my face mask, which protected me from the stinging winds. If even a sliver of my skin was exposed, I would get frostbite within 30 seconds.

A first-year explains that you don’t need to be single to find yourself.