Michael Richmond '11 --I’ve spent the last half-hour sitting at my desk, eating from a huge box of Junior Mints, slugging away at a gallon of water, listening to some Andrew Bird and retrospecting my first cross country season here at Wabash. I was thinking about all of the cool junk I’ve encountered so far—electrocardiograms, blood tests, new people, long races, difficult workouts, bad blisters, pre-race dinners at Bob Evans, one-night sojourns in Ohio hotels, poignant pep talks from Coach Johnson—and I got excited over the realization that I still have two more years of awesomeness to experience. I’m also pretty excited about refining my racing savoir-faire, developing my strength and endurance, and dropping some outrageous PR’s in races to come. While I regret not running my freshman year, I’m ridiculously happy I joined the team this year. And wow! The regional meet is this Saturday! Monon Bell? Ha! I’d much rather witness the domination of DePauw in a cross race than in a football game…though I do still care about the game, and I hope us runners can come home to a Wabash resounding with that lovely victory chant we know so well: DEPAUW TO HELL, WE’VE GOT THE BELL!