Notes
Ran the February Fat Ass at Val's house. I decided to drop after 3 laps since I was getting tired and a bit sore and wasn't sure what was to be gained with a fourth loop; I also figured that I could run a fourth if Erin was up for one when she finished her third. She wasn't, and I was happy being done, so I spent the rest of the morning and the early afternoon hanging out with my friends and stuffing my face with all the great food.
It was a good time; I fell 8 or 9 times, including once where I rolled down a hill, but no lasting injuries. I suspect that's where the mystery bruise on my back is from. The conditions were pretty good for the most part, especially on the snowmobile trails. On the single track it was a bit dicey, especially as it warmed up throughout the morning. At one point, while crossing the (1) road crossing, I stopped Chuck from running in front of a car he hadn't seen coming speeding along but the wind almost pushed him into the road anyway. The driver gave him a funny look as he windmilled at the side of the road.