Hashes are not really races, but more of social events with
We hit the roads at 12:26 and into the snowy woods we went. There was some running, but we all soon realized that knee high snow was not conducive to jogging. The hare
We hit the first beer stop after 45 minutes of slogging thru the snow. Not sure how they got a case of Coors in the middle of a 6300 acre preserve, but it tasted great and less filling, ooops wrong beer.
My running shoes and socks were soaked at this point, but not cold so another 20 minutes of running would be fine. I decided along with Mark and a few others to take the long way back to the start. The rest of the course was not marked so we followed the hare back, which took a lot longer than I anticipated. We did some running, but it was getting harder so it turned into a snowy hike. My thighs were starting to get tired, but I knew we getting close to the finish.
Met up with ever
Got home and took a 45 minute nap because I was beat despite the 16 oz Wawa coffee. I woke up to make my Stromboli, but I won't go into it because it turned out bad. It tasted good but had no bottom because it exploded in the oven. I need to work on my stromboli more often.
On-on fellow runners. Looking for a few good races in February as well as a few new running friends.
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