There’s something about races that create memories. I think they stick differently on the memory timeline than other memories. Perhaps it is the adrenaline rush that comes pre-race, the camaraderie of shared accomplishment afterwards or maybe it’s just the pain of pushing yourself past your limits that awakens that moment as one to be remembered.
THE TRUST TREADMILL
I took part of a 41,00 human being conveyor belt this weekend. Running the Monument Ave 10k in Richmond, Virginia, the largest 10k race in the country, was more than just a race, it was an experience. Paired with the excitement of Final Four VCU pride (the race actually ran through part of the Virginia