No, it isn't a catholic or religious school. It's a small college in Hamden Connecticut located at the foot of Sleeping Giant State Park. When I was accepted it was called Quinnipiac College. While attending people called it Quinnipiac and the year after I graduated it was changed to Quinnipiac University.
I really don't know what to tell people when they ask me where I went to school. Talk about an identity crisis. I do believe my diploma says Quinnipiac College though. Still, I cannot deny the beauty of the campus and its convenient 2 hour drive from my NJ home (far, but not too far right?).
Yesterday during my lunch hour run I was instantly flooded with memories. You see, I run 3.5 miles around the California State University Sacramento campus (CSUS), Van's alma mater. They too have a clock that chimes (or dings?) on the hour and half hour. How I did not notice this before on prior runs I do not know but I heard it yesterday and memories of college came flooding back to me. They were quickly halted however when a college student walking to class said "excuse 'mam" as they walked by me. Hmph. I guess my college days are over no matter how hard I try to pretend I am an undergrad running through campus instead of a fulltime working married mother of a 2 year old desperately trying to squeeze in a run during my lunch hour.
The Peanut has been talking for weeks now about "running a race" and also "winning a race." She wears this race medal around the house all.the.time! I'll have to get a picture it is super cute. She tends to lean towards whatever event either Vans and I are doing that evening. Tonight for example, she'll talk racing and running since I am running out at Beal's Point. Wednesdays, it's all about biking because Van's rides his mountain bike at Prairie City. Here she is tuning up her own bike . . .