There once was a place on the edge of the UConn campus called Bone Mill. There workers would grind animal bones into fertilizer. But it’s gone now, laid to waste adjacent to an old cemetery along the road that adds a level of eeriness to things to the area.
For the UConn men’s track and field program, generations stretching back decades, Bone Mill still lives and looms. It’s the place on their training route that best tests intestinal fortitude. There are hills and slopes, the kind of terrain that taunts the middle- and long-distance runner. How can it be that bad, they think? And then they find out.