This past Saturday I joined a friend of mine in driving to Lynchburg to run in the Virginia 10 Miler. It was really short notice – on Thursday she told me that her roommate had bailed on her (apparently visiting a boyfriend is more important than running! The horror!) and she really didn’t want to go alone. So on Saturday the 26th of September I woke up at 4:30 am and became Rose Wilken for the day.
The drive there was dark. Lynchburg is about an hour South of Charlottesville, so …