Last night I was forced to return to the beautiful Riverfront Park. We used to live by it, and I ran there nearly every day. It is a park between the Columbia Canal and Broad River/Congaree, on a very long peninsula in the river. I almost forgot how cool it is to run there. Last night, I drove to the university track to do my last speedwork session before the 5K less than 2 weeks from now, but the track is (still) undergoing resurfacing (just like last week, gr...). So I drove to the park and ran 8 times 1/4 mile fast, with recoveries, warmup, cooldown, etc. Even though it was quite cold a drizzly, the park is still great. I wish we lived closer.