However, we all knew a return to Mailbox was inevitable. It's too close. It's too convenient. It's too familiar and "safe" in these days when I'm hiking with just Treen.

I managed to turn in a somewhat respectable 2:04 in spite of the sideways rain, torrents of mud running down the trail (more than usual), and absolute lack of conviction toward the top when it became clearly apparent there would be no fresh snow.

Since I paid a brutal price I figure you get to as well. Enjoy the picture of me in my mountain tutu. Am I wearing anything under it? Only Treen knows and she's not talking. (I hope.)

Remember: The whole reason for the tutu is to make you think about breast cancer and what you could be doing to fight it. I'd love to see you in a tutu of your own on February 7 at Stevens Pass, but you can also just make a donation to the cause through Team Moosefish.