What would February be without a trail in the OP?
Heading out of the BSG (Buffalo Sports Grille), we got directly into the shiggy behind St John Vianney. Who knew there were trails back there? As we dogged face-high branches and navigated slipppery-ass footing we speculated as to who used these trails. This speculation was cut short when branches would whip back in our face and we hash-crashed into snowbanks.
Two creek crossings brought some more hash-crashes (Mouthful, Gazelleria and yours truly). Mouthful of Girlfriend took pride in claiming that she was the first one to go in up to her waist. Deep thoughts!
T-asian (one of our 3 virgins), friend of Slippery Rail Rider, complained that we were running too far. He complained of a lot of other things, including having nature spread all over him. If I hadn't known better, I would swear he was calling attention to himself.
A quick beer stop at Mount Me's car to stomp our feet and chat up the other two vrigins (Just Sue and Just Matt). Turns out that Touched Greatness hadn't really explained hashing to them. Which is the best way to start.
On-Out to some more snowy running, including a turn around the bases at a local ballfield. Slippery's declaration that she "got to second base" gave me a moment of hope for some harriette-on-harriette action. Sadly, that stuff just stays in my brain for now.
Back on streets, we ran up to Riley's for our 2nd BN. Fertilize Her explained his style of hashing to Tasian and Gazelleria explained how he prefers to run through people's back yards, as opposed to on trail.
Bangs for a Buck talked about the upcoming 600th. Can we really swing free beer for all the hashers? Come and find out on Feb 27th!
On-In to BSG, my right knee throbbing in not a good way and to circle. Surrounded by amused and surprisingly cute waitresses, we sang each other some love and drank our down-downs.
Shitty trail Crash and Greatness!
