I was 14, maybe 15, my first time here. I came with my friend, Samantha, who was scoping out a track club. I was scoping out a boy. Walking around the track I remember feeling drawn to this curious new world before me. Those hours of practice after school were about so much more than running. They were about life. I still hold with me lessons and memories picked up along the way. Looks like at 41, I’m back for more.