not as muddy as it could be, but more painful...and fun!

Like I was saying yesterday, my neighbor Trevor is an Ithaca fire fighter.  The other day over beers he asks "Hey, wanna run a race Saturday?  A guy on our team dropped out, we need a sub..." and I was like"OK!" and found out the back breaking truth LATER...running, jumping, carrying, doing everything you could to exhaust yerself... this to help pay for the one last trail needed to connect all of Ithaca's waterfront.  There are miles already, but the all important central link needs to be finished and hopefully this does it!

HERE we are before, and with any luck, I hope I soon have the pics of the DURING. One guy's wife ran alongside us the whole way, cheering us on, and she got many pics...
Let me just say a few things about these people on my team:  you have NEVER had more fun crawling on your belly in the mud!  I may be a good enough runner, but I was certainly the weakest of the team by far. Two events had me at the wall, I had done 13 chinups out of 20 and was starting to stop and my feet were grabbed from behind and I was gently helped to finish AND where we had to pull hundreds of pounds of weights across the parking lot and I was just standing there PULLING, unmoving, another guy who had finished got behind it and pushed.....wow.  Firefighters:  quietly helping you out.

My neighbor Trevor is the tall dude in the middle,  left of the check.