A familiar cluster of cars populated the Potter Marsh parking lot. I was starting off the year in my standard style of being exactly one minute late (d'oh! I really do value punctuality) and joining the team in my clogs (NOT danskos) while everyone else is already in their ski boots holding rollerski, poles & helmets in various awkward configurations.

The year started for us with an all out effort up a short hill, taking times and lactates at the finish. Post warm-up as the first of us started congregating at the bottom of the hill a road sweeper pulled up to our start line... and proceeded to sweep the gravel off the shoulder of the hill for us.

An auspicious beginning to the 2010 season.