Suzanne: ChangesWith the arrival of Spring and the receipt of my first-term grades, in which I got two As and two Bs—which I figured put me in the top quarter of my class—I felt more comfortable at school, comfortable enough that I was running every day. Generally, I was still doing a six-mile loop of Central Park when I returned from class and tried to go out with Patsy’s club for a long run on either Saturday or Sunday. I even hopped into some roadraces, wearing my Stanford singlet for the first couple but the AC’s from that point on.
We, of course, saw runners from other clubs and, as with college, we competed against them but enjoyed the camaraderie we shared in the aftermath of races, often doing warm-downs in a big, relaxed group of girls we had just gone to war against, BSing and g
