Hannut, Liège

Belgian Cross Cup.
This was my first cross country race since 1995. It was short, extremely muddy with mud like clay (a nightmare when you no longer own spikes), and we had to hurdle over three horse like fences on each lap. It was hideous and so so tiring. It was also the francophone champs, and because most females my age had the good sense to stay away, I came third which meant that at least I got a shiny new medal!