In which I try to turn a negative situation into a positive one and explore Richmond in the process.
It's been over a month since I've done one of these posts and, honestly, I've really missed getting out there. (Who am I?) See, I had a terrible case of poison ivy - stemming from a bizarre gardening accident - and I didn't want to aggravate my condition while I was recovering. And when I was ready to come back, rain put the kibosh on some of my planned trips. But in that time I became a member of the Richmond Road Runners (No, really, who am I?) and registered for a couple of races in November, bringing the total for that month up to three. (Stop it. You're scaring me.)
I'm back at it now, though, and what better place to resume this series than my alma mater, the University of Richmond?
|Groundskeeper Willie's working overtime.
|Insert a "The Waltons" reference here.
|Come for the Leadership Studies major. Stay for the beautiful foliage.
|When viewed like this, the fact that you can't run the lake's circumference bugs me.
Back in my day, the two schools that make up the university - Richmond College for the men, Westhampton College for the women - were separated by Westhampton Lake. Yes, it was like summer camp with textbooks and Milwaukee's Best. Unsure if my old restraining order was still in effect, I kept my run pretty much on the RC side.
|Squint through the leaves and you can see my freshman dorm room on the 3rd floor. Good times.
|There's a pirate joke in there somewhere.
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
Run run run run run run run away
|My only legacy.