Orienteering race 1:11:05 
Day 1, US Classic Champs. Green Y. Bear Brook State Park, NH
I really didn't know what to expect from this weekend. My knees felt fine, so no worries there, but I hadn't been doing any orienteering training, really, so who knew. At the very least, I had my standard minimal goal which is don't get so lost that you start crying.
On my way to 1, I did a quick scan of the course and saw that it didn't go through any horrendous areas, so that was good. And I found #1 and 2 just fine. I got off a little to the right on #3 and had to backtrack a bit, but not too bad. #4 was good and #5 was perfect...I had the fastest split in my class, and I moved into first place! I stayed in first for 4 controls, until #9, where I did not make sure I knew where I was when I crossed the trail and ended up too far right. I knew exactly where I hit the edge of the hill (near where it narrows where the stream enters), but still off by ~100m.
And then the real fun began. On my way to 10, I saw Mary Jones. I know I shouldn't have paid attention, but I did because I thought Mary had started after me...and after Peggy, from a conversation we had had in the assembly arena. So, I started panicking a bit. I thought I had been having a really good race, but here was Mary, which meant Peggy had also passed me! Shit! And...I was floundering around, looking for #10. Not good! I saw Mary heading away from where she should have been going to get to #11, so I figured she hadn't found 10 yet, I looked at my map, figured out where I was with that new information, and headed down and got 10. Then I started running like a headless chicken.
I missed a bit on 11...Mary was there first. #12 was a disaster...I neglected to see the 4.5m description for the root stock and kept checking the smaller ones, like a crazy person. #13 was fine, but I dropped from second to third on my way to #14. It was just a matter of bashing out to the road and getting the last control, but I kept falling, and getting into really thick stuff, and scrambling over rocks. It felt like it took forever to get out to the road.
Ran into the finish chute, looking for Mary, convinced she had passed me at 12 since she was having such a great run...except that she had been walking, so that made no sense. And, of course, it made no sense because I was totally wrong. It was Heidi Onkst that we had been talking to, not Mary. And if I had remembered that correctly, I might not have been so panicky at the end of my course and might have stayed in second. Argh!!! I need to NOT WORRY ABOUT ANYONE ELSE OUT THERE!!!