I read an article this summer that described the best views of Philadelphia for certain types/groups of people. The last spot on the list was Belmont Plateau, the Philly view for true Philadelphians. I glowed with pride that my Belmont, that I have been running at once a week in the fall for the past 11 years, was the truest view in all of the city. Everyone always gives Belmont a bad rap, for how dirty or unkept it is, or how annoying or hard the course is. Nothing compares to a crisp afternoon of cross country racing at Belmont. And I hate that I'm currently not running. As my injury keeps me aqua jogging for days, I miss running, specifically at Belmont. It's the truest place I know--the toughest, most beautiful spot for watching cross country, for watching the city.
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