I'm a pretty terrible trail runner and pretty much always fall down. So, when it poured all night before this race, I figured that I was toast. But, lo and behold, I stayed upright and had a good run. Especially nice was the section from mile 4-5, which was soft mulch, winding slowly down the hill. Ahhhh - but, no fears, even that gentle part did not tame the crazy running chicken in me.
It all started out normally, albeit cold.