A Muddy Story

So, a quick, hilarious (in hindsight) story: I was biking down to KU (Kennedy Student Union) to attend the drivers education seminar to be certified to drive the University vans. Not totally understanding the landscape yet here I decided to take a short cut through a field to avoid the population of students just getting out of class. Coming down the hill I had gained quite a speed by the time I hit the field and was unable to slow down when I realized it was wet. Water began to kick up on my back, before I could do anything about it I hit a HUGE muddy SWAMP! No one told me that the KU field turned into a muddy marsh after a rain! My bike sunk in, I was unable to pedal, I was covered head to toe in mud! I had to step off my bike, when I did so I sunk ankle deep in mud. Now, remember I’m on my way to a seminar that I have to attend “professionally” to drive the University vehicles. I walk in covered in specks of mud, walking barefoot holding my flip fops that are drenched in mud. I kindly ask the woman if I have time to use the bathroom before the seminar begins. She THANKFULLY, or maybe sympathetically said yes! Let’s just say I just took my SECOND shower of the day and now I’m getting ready for class! You bet I WON’T be taking the short cut to class tonight!