The first part of the race is a dizzying loop the loop of Monarto where we run past lots of enclosures but mostly all I see are other runners. I do see some white things with big twirly horns, and some other beasts out in a field that may or may not have been cows. Or bushes.

After the shit show that was last year’s race, there’s no way I’m doing Melrose again this year. Although at some point the Race Director let’s me know that he’s done me a bib just in case I decide to register and I just laugh because fuck. that.