It is almost time. I have been talking since the end of last season how "I am totally going to come out and race next year". Well, next year is here. Cross practice starts next week! Guess it is time to put my money where my mouth is. Or put my lunch on the side of the course after the first lap, as the case may be.
In the mud. Cowbells ringing in my ears. Beer spilling everywhere. Crashing my brains out.
This is where I've been.