Last saturday was the 2nd XC race in my series as a 6k which will finalize next saturday in an 8k. It was freakin' cold, muddy and a whole lot of hard up hill at Mt. Trashmore, if it had been forested it would have been like running through the woods behinds my parents house, minus a few deer. Through the mud, up the little hill, catch your breath, up the big hill, down the big hill, catch your breath, though the mud and do it again. It was hard, muddy, cold and wet and I wasn't winning anything, BUT I loved it. My shoes have to dry to scrape the mud off, my ears were cold even with the hat (not so sexy hat), and I was not ready for the big hill, but I did it :P, I wasn't last and I actually would do it again!