I raced the 30k in Fairbanks on Sunday, which was actually not nearly as bad as I was expecting it to be. I simply put my head down, skied my own pace, took my feeds, and tried to stay relaxed and let the skis glide out. It seemed to work and I came in from 12th after the first lap to finish in 7th. I'll take it, even if it was, once again, a small field. Hey, eighty percent of success is showing up.

Now I've returned to Anchorage, made sure my car still runs and said hi to the local moosies. It was November when I was here last... that is a long winter.