Chatfield, red course, 8.3 km straightline. Physically things went well, though certainly I didn't have much speed. The heel did not give even a touch of bother until the last couple of controls, and it didn't feel like much then either, so generally I didn't think about it. My right big toe had been bugging me for a past couple of days because I think I crammed it too tightly into my yellow O-shoes the other day, so I went with the other ones, which worked well, but they were a bit soft and slid on my feet due to the heel cups. In the last stretch I did twist my right angle a bit, but I don't think its going to amount to any major problem. Orienteering wise, I did well too. There were a few details I could have done better, but no complaints really. I did piss off one fisherman, I was half way across the river when he started calling me inconsiderate and profanities. Then I noticed him and gave him a nod because it wasn't clear what his deal was. I didn't see a rod, so the whole thing was kinda confusing to me but I'm only guessing that he was scoping out the pool I just ran through. Not that I had a whole lot of ability to figure out the situation. He didn't let up as I ran away and I yelled back that I was racing, which seemed to piss him off more. The good news is that route put me way ahead of JP, I had seen him exiting the last control, and post race he said I was ahead of him at the next one, so it was a good route choice apparently.
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