Oberlin Blogs

Now the main event of camp has my old friend sex appeal in spades. It is the Musical, and it is guaranteed to give you what you need.

Actually I'm crazy busy, but whatever! It's summertime!

Intramural basketball at Oberlin, and a schooling on some Basketball 101.

At least the people on the treadmills aren't deluding themselves. They know that they're going to end up right back where they started, sweaty and out of breath.

Oberlin swimmers get good grades swimmingly, and the Yeomen tackle Taylor Swift.

I love the gym. I love sweating. I love running. I love lifting things. I love feeling my muscles quake.... Confession #12: I'm a gym rat.

How movies have forever skewed my view of competitive sports.

Lorain County has an amazing set of metro parks all over the county, full of hiking/running paths, lakes, reservoirs, rivers, creeks, waterfalls, natural wetlands, tons of wildlife - and all linked by a bikeable set of country highways that make up the Back Roads and Beaches route.

Incredibly disillusioned by my middle school experience--finishing my season on the second string basketball team with a total of two rebounds and a steal--I was hopeful that college could renew my muddled notions about playing basketball for something bigger than myself.

There we were, plodding along side by side on the icy streets of Oberlin, snow soaking in through the mesh of our running shoes, brisk wind turning our limbs rosy red, winter sun on our faces.

My running log for Tuesday, Nov. 11 says "cold run, 3.5 miles in 25:36. Ran through the Arb, ran to North Fields, back along Woodland." This is not the whole story.

On those runs, I reflected a lot on the love that's developed in me over the last three years for the town of Oberlin, and I began working out ideas in my head about how to connect more with the local community.