The bus rides back to Wayne from Duluth, Minnesota were probably the best examples of the few downsides of running track at Wayne State—at the time, the southern-most school in the NSIC, which meant lots of time in a bus. 50 or 60 college kids, one bus, seven hours, the drive didn’t start until 8 or 9 p.m., and the end of the ride meant feeling the effects of running a 10K and then sitting on a bus for seven hours. The bus had televisions, which was nice—but the volume was always set to that you-didn’t-want-to-sleep,-did-you? level of screaming. Yes, actually, sleep would be really nice.
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