You can't get lost!

"It is well-marked, so you can't get lost!"  announced the race director of the 11-km trail run right before we started the race.  I joked to the guy standing beside me, "I'll just follow the guys ahead of me!"  This was a good strategy until shortly after running past a bunch of angry dogs at km 8, the 5 or 6 guys I could see ahead of me just stopped running as we reached the end of a ridge.  Not a good sign.  One pointed to the ridge a valley away from us where a string of runners was heading down the correct mountain!  So we scrambled down the mountain to a dry creek bed that we followed until it connected to the right trail.  I estimate our little detour added about 5-10 minutes to our times.  I've been eyeing this race for a week or two and decided I would see how Amy was doing this morning and go if she seemed stable, which she was.  She's had a pretty uneventful day, sleeping comfortably most of the day.  I've been eating enough for both of us, though I'd gladly give her all of my food and fast instead.  She's down to 40.8 kg (90 lbs.) today.