camrock

saturday night i went to bed to the sound of rain. sunday morning i woke up to the sound of rain. it rained all the way to cambridge but stopped right before our race. the start was sketchy at best (i had both feet on the ground when he whispered 'go') and i spent the whole race chasing (unsuccessfully). i had trouble on lap 3 and stacked it ripping off a scab on my leg. the blood/mud got a lot of comments and a lot of people took pictures...i guess a little blood is what cross is about? while i wish i could have finished a little better it was fun as hell...





(photos courtesy of christy k.)