RIO DE JANEIRO — For the last four years, every day of Gwen Jorgensen’s life has been planned.
Vacations, trips home to see family, those days when lazy mornings turn into lazier afternoons and even lazier evenings — everything took a back seat to her single-minded pursuit. That’s the way it has to be when your eyes are locked on the top of the podium, when an Olympic gold medal is the only thing that will satisfy those gnawing feelings of disappointment.
And now, nothing. She has no plans — other than staring at the gold medal that now hangs around her neck, that is.