
Let me introduce you to the craziest sport I have ever witnessed, and our newest weekend pastime: Cyclocross. Just because running and cycling wasn't hardcore enough on their own, some crazy europeans created cyclocross where participants ride round and round a 2 mile course as many times as they can in 45 minutes. Oh, and there's obstacles they have to jump over, mud pits they have to ride through, and stretches of sand and tall grass that they have to run through with their bikes thrown over their shoulders. And to top it all off this is just a fall/winter sport, so they get extra excited when it is cold and rainy out, like it was this morning...I think it's because they get extra muddy and feel tough. This morning was Ross's first race, and as far as entertainment value for spectators, cyclocross is hard to beat. My neighbor Emily (our other neighbor Paul was also racing today) and I split our time between the mud pit and a certain log in the road where more than one cyclist took the jump a little too steep, resulting in nose-diving forward flips.


Paul and Ross finished 35th and 37th respectively, not bad for a first-timer.