A muddy eruption
Mud, mud, mud
What do you do when you’re bored in January and live in Cambridge? Answer: drive for 2 hours to fulfill an idiotic challenge to run up an arbitrary number of hills based on a somewhat tenuous definition of a ‘highest point’. It just dawned on me that I can’t really justify this challenge, other than “I’ve started so I’ll finish”. It’s genuinely nice that people regularly ask me how the challenge is progressing, but I also get a little bit of a sense of disappointment when I tell them I’ve only run up 16/103 hills.
