by Molly Hurford

Nittany Lion Cyclocross has been inked onto my calendar for months now, so when September 10th rolled around, to say that I was giddy with excitement would have actually been a bit of an understatement. Nittany was my first race of the season, the chance to see where my legs were at, to see how attainable my planned goals for the season were, to see certain friends for the first time in months and to figure out the course of the next four months. The weekend did not disappoint on any level. Saturday started early, since even an 11 a.m. start time necessitates getting up at 6 for breakfast, car-packing, double-checking, forgetting things, getting to the course, getting registered, pinned, porta-pottied and finally kitted up to pre-ride the course. Thanks to the recent hurricane and heavy rainfall, even more time was required, since the course had gone from “freakishly fast” to “mudpit.” Continue reading →