Well today went MUCH more like a me in a Cross race should. The start whistle blew and before you could say "loafing oaf on a mountain bike" I was passed by 11 or racers on cross bikes. My ass was officially handed to me. Cold, muddy, wet, rain, sleet, did I say wet. It was Cross at it's best and me just trying not to finish DFL. I accomplished that, got a hell of a work out in and had some fun. Wanted to stay and watch the "A" race, but by the time the "B"s were done I was nearly hypothermic and split for home. Full race report later.